I went in to the clinic today to have my basal-cell carcinoma removed.
It was what seemed a fairly trivial affair, where the staff assured me that this type of cancer was the most harmless kind. Having the cancer cut off with a curved cutting instrument called a curette, it felt like this procedure was so done-a-thousand-times, that it was to be regarded as no big deal.
And that’s what it was. No big deal. Stephanie gave it a shot of anesthetic, Corey came in a few minutes later and carved it out. Both were very professional and friendly.
It was at the Vancouver Clinic in Vancouver WA, and it’s a very professional organization. I do wish they would provide us patients with online tools to make appointments ect, and they assure me it’s coming. I’m not holding my breadth.
But Corey and Stephanie did a wonderful job and now my skin in cancer-free. I’m glad they treated me professionally and like a person. For which I’m grateful, aside from recognizing my skin cancer in the first place (which I think I inherited from my dad) and made no big deal about getting rid of it. It was no big deal. Of which I’m happy.