I got out of bed this morning with high hopes. I slept a little better last night, which is always good for your disposition. And the sharpness of the pain in my face seemed to have dulled a little. I didn't look as bad yesterday as I thought I would. And this morning wasn't too bad to start with. I showered and washed my face. It was a very gentle face wash to be sure. But I cleansed my wound, got dressed and headed out to work.
I stayed at my first customer's office right up until my nose started oozing. The doctor had warned me it would happen. I think that I was expecting to bypass that part of the recovery. Some pressure stopped the bleeding so I didn't get concerned about it. As I went through the morning I noticed that the dull throb had spread out from my nose to under my eyes. I wasn't very surprised when I checked the mirror and found my face swelling. The doctor had also warned me to expect that. Although he thought it might happen Friday. I am a little surprised that the swelling is enough that I can barely breath through my nose. It's not unpleasant, just weird.
One of my friends (you know who you are) kept calling me boxer today. It certainly looks like I've been fighting. I'm expecting to look worse tomorrow. But I believe it is a positive thing. It's part of the healing process. And even more important is that it means that the cancer is really gone. The closure looks really good when it is clean. I think the scar is something I can live with. Much better than the alternative.
Healing provides a powerful boost to your attitude. Now I have an odd curiosity about how bad I will look before I get back to normal. I can't wait for the kids to come home tonight so I can gross them out. Until then I will be grateful that my wife kept after me to get my skin checked. I encourage all of you to get a checkup. And don't forget to pack and use sunscreen.
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