I thought about it for about a nanosecond, but, nah, you don’t want to see a picture.

In the morning I’ll be back at the doctor’s who did that little bit of surgery. I’m hoping to get a little less Frankensteined.

She sent me the new biopsy results in great detail, some of which I will have to run past the family microbiologist for translation. Basically, it was a benign tumor of a hair follicle with the complications we already pretty much figured out–inflammation and infection, as I read that. But she made sure I knew that that particular one was never going to turn cancerous. Even though, rarely, that general type can.

Having had a squamous-celled growth removed from that same eyelid decades ago, that was very good to hear.