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May 2, 2005

Fuck me with a rusty spoon.

I was just watching channel 10's insipid morning show, and among this morning's segments was one on melanoma.

I had nothing better to do while I was waiting for breakfast to finish being nuked, so I watched it.

Turns out I have a spot on my back that matches three out of four warning signs for possibly being melanoma.


Guess I'll be going to the doctor in the near future to have that looked at. And probably (ouch) end up having it biopsied, knowing how doctors like that whole "being cautious" think (as do I, frankly).

I've been burned -- and badly -- so many times in my life it really wouldn't surprise me if it is cancerous. But here's hoping it's not anyway, because I'd prefer to put off cancer until 65 or so when I'm doomed to get prostate cancer like both of my grandfathers.

Posted by Colin at May 2, 2005 10:17 AM

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