Have I mentioned that I LOVE having insurance? I haven't had insurance EVER in my life until this job. So yeah...I've been to more doctors in the last few months than I have most of my life.
So, on Wednesday, I got myself a gift using that lovely insurance. A big fat hole in my face!
For years, I've hated the moles on my face. Namely, this one:
So I got it chopped off. For the bargain price of $30 (thank you, kind doctor, for calling it abnormal so insurance will pay).
Instead of one mole, I have one black stitch, which is already healing nicely. And, as amazing as it sounds, it never hurt. The night I did it, it felt like a little paper cut or something, but nothing close to what I'd imagined.
Next Wednesday I get my stitch removed. Then on March 6th? I get another hole in my face. Right here:
I'm beyond thrilled!!
The doc said it will heal perfectly by the time the wedding rolls around, so you won't be able to tell there was anything even there.
So, Happy Valentine's Day, self. You look mahvelous!!
P.S. 3 months, 2 weeks and 3 days until I'm a wife. Woot-Woot!
