I have always been a sun worshipper, and am now paying what will probably be a small price, perhaps nothing greater than the annoyance of this bandage and the temporary spot on the bridge of my nose. A visit yesterday to my dermatologist entailed her spritz-freezing the spot on my nose, and doing a biopsy of the one just above the brow. Last year, she sprayed two tiny spots with her handy cannister of nitrogen and told me to start using sun block, and I faithfully have, but two new spots have appeared and she tells me that they are most likely the result of many years of over-exposure. She is not really concerned, but did the biopsy just to be on the safe side.
Every time she left the room to attend to other patients, I jumped up and perused a rack of brochures touting a variety of treatments to erase wrinkles, discolorations and all other age-related vexations. If I had it to do all over again, I'd sit in the shade. This is most likely nothing serious, but I am just a tiny little bit on the vain side, and this bandaid will mean I'm staying home tonight watching American Idol while reapplying ointment.
Ra, this is how you repay decades of adoration? You are an evil god.
