Anyone who has every had the misfortune to see me in a swim suit can attest that I am covered in moles. I think it was my genetic destiny to look like a spotted leopard, and the fact that I spent most of my summers getting severe sunburns probably didn't help. As a consequence I now get to make yearly pilgrimages to see the dermatology for a mole check. This year one of the my "cuter" moles on my left abdomen was changing. I am 28 years old and have had three dysplastic (ie precancerous) moles removed already from my thighs. SO, my nice dermatologist decided this one had to go too. So on Thursday I had a 1 centimeter excision biopsy done, leaving me with four stiches in a VERY sensitive place (right where my waistband is). Needless to say I have spent the last three days trying to lay on my back and not move, and also trying to not roll over onto my left side. Why is it that when you are told NOT to do something, you can't think about doing anything else? I over did things yesterday, as I was oozing blood onto my bandage. Today I am going to camp out on the couch and do as little as possible, something that is definately not in my nature.
So, when I am writing about this (well beside to gross you out)? Well, because on top of all this stress (is it cancer?....damm it hurts!.....man I am sick of lying here), there is a LOT of things going on in the lab. Labs are full of fun, intelligent individuals. I have spent the last four years in one getting my PhD, and now I am in the home stretch. Just as the "finish" line is in site, my right hand person has decided to leave. She is not happy, and I respect her for trying to change that, but I can't help but feel a sense of abandonment and a lot of sadness. I am quickly becoming overwhelmed with the thought of trying to get my massive "to do" list accomplished while trying to train in her replacement. For people who have read this page over the years, you may guess that I will NOT be getting help from Dr. B. , and Dr. V. barely know where are pipets are kept. I am hanging onto my sanity by a thread here folks....and things look they are going to get worse before they get better.
Wish me luck!
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