Sunscreen Is Not The Enemy...
Some of you may have noticed that I haven't been posting as much lately. There are a few reasons for that, including busyness with work, but the primary reason is that I feel a bit like a shaggy dog right now. I haven't been able to shave my head for a few weeks, and it'll likely be at least a couple more before I can. Why, you ask? The humorous answer is that I spent much of my teens and twenties pretending that sunscreen was the enemy... A few months ago, I got a referral from my primary care physician to a dermatologist to look at a couple of spots on top of my head. One of them ended up being a basal cell carcinoma, so we scheduled a procedure in January to deal with it. It was a pretty big spot - we expected the area to be removed to be about the size of a quarter. It ended up being significantly larger; I lost about a silver-dollar-sized piece of scalp. Luckily, they didn't have to do a skin graft - they were able to do a large, S-shaped incision and pull it together. As a result, my head needed to have been bandaged in one form or another until the past week or so. I'm still bandaging it, though a smaller area now, just for convenience. I have to keep applying a combination of medicated ointment and Vaseline until it finishes healing. But here's my point, gentleman - take care of your skin. Go out of your way to take care of your skin. I'm 45 years old, and this was the biggest BCC my surgeon had removed in a couple of years and the largest they had ever seen in someone under 50. And it was a surprise, even to them, after the procedure began. You see, it grew in a somewhat abnormal manner and was much larger than it appeared. As a result, I will now be closely checked by a dermatologist every six months for the foreseeable future. What started out as a spot that seemed to be probably nothing turned into a bigger spot that still seemed to be probably nothing. Then, one day, it turned into a spot that was probably something - when it became a recurring sore that healed and returned. My primary care physician, even at that point, thought it was likely just something precancerous, but, of course, advised and referred me to a specialist. The rest of the story, you already know.