If you're squeamish, you should probably skip this post...
David's been nagging me to see the doctor about a couple of things. So I am now scheduled for a sleep study this weekend (creeps me out to have someone watch me sleep...). Apparently I stop - or almost stop - breathing while I sleep.
But that's not the gross part of this post. I have had a weird spot on my arm for a while, so I went to a dermatologist. Turns out my arm is fine, but I had two moles on my back that had to come off. After having them removed yesterday, the doctor told me not to do any lifting or bending. Um, yeah, I have a 2 1/2 year old and a 10 month old.
So today David changed the dressing for me. The first one looked pretty good (well, relatively since it's still gross).
P.S. Could I be any whiter?
