Today, I left work early because I had an appointment with my doctor. I don't feel sick or anything like that, but at 42, I think it's wise to have an annual visit with him.
As usual, waiting for him to come in this tiny little room was boring. I read all the charts posted on the wall and had them memorized already. So I took out my phone and text-messaged my best friend who is kind enough to read (or maybe even secretly ignored or deleted) my pestering messages I'd been sending him all day. I told him I was bored, and I was hoping that he'd reply back so the boredom will end. But no such luck for me. So I continued to read the charts half a dozen more times. LOL!
Finally, the handsome doctor came in! Yes, he is handsome. Sssshhh, don't tell my husband that 'coz he hasn't met him yet. He checked and told me that I'm perfect. Then he asked if there was anything else I wanted him to check and I told him that I was bothered by the skin tags on my neck. He checked and then laughed. He thought I was crazy that I was so concern about a few skin tags on my neck, but he offered to freeze them for me anyways.
He left the room and brought back the liquid nitrogen. Pssssst ... went the liquid nitrogen as he applied it on my neck. It made the slushy drink headache feel like a drug rush! I sat straight quickly, but then he dabbed more on again! Whoa! I thought I was seeing my whole life flashing back! Not that I'm dying or anything, it just stung like heck!
After his dabbings, I drove home still feeling the sting that had gotten worst when I turned the AC of my car on. When I got home, I went straight to the mirror and checked out my neck ... and hah! I now look like I got hickies! I'm just glad that it's a labor day weekend ... I can opt to stay indoors for 3 days!!!