A couple of months ago I had minor surgery to remove two skin cancers (non-melanomas), one on my face and one on the back of my hand. The surgery itself went well, but within a week or so they had both developed infections, being red/inflamed and SORE. Went to my GP, he prescribed antibiotics both oral and topical, and they seemed to be getting a bit better…
Two weeks after the surgery I was due to go back to get the stitches removed, but alerted the specialist that, as they were still quite sore, I’d like to delay the removal. HE KICKED UP A STINK AND DEMANDED I COME BACK TO GET THEM CHECKED, and that I should have gone to HIM when the infection first appeared, not my GP. Yeah, whatevs mate.
Aaaanyway, back to the specialist, he hunts around on my face and cannot find the internal stitch holding my cheek together. Asks me if I took it out (??) then claims that the GP must have removed it (??) and THAT is why I had an infection. When I told him that nobody had been within coo-ee of my face since he chopped it open, he looked at me askance as if I was either a moron or a lying cur. I left his building vowing never to go back THERE again, such was my humiliation. :o
That was around 6 weeks ago. The infection managed to heal without any major cosmetic repercussions.
TODAY, I felt a little ‘scab’ at the bottom of the original scar and gave it a scratch. And another one because it was annoying the fuck out of me. And lo…next thing I have a 2" blue suture crawling out of the side of my face…gah!
Da fuq?? The thing was there the whole time, and the dermatologist not only managed to miss it, but accused me of having somehow ‘removed’ it? Da fuq indeed.
No great dramas, my cancers have been removed, the infection has cleared and the suture is now sitting in a baggie on my desk…about to be sent off with a PLEASE EXPLAIN to the dermatologist as to how he could have been a) so unobservant, and b) such a dick about the whole thing.
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