squamous cell removed today

[GrandmaA]

Hi,
Deby you are such a considerate person to tell your coworkers to get away from your blood when you were cut badly and bleeding all over the place. What a trooper! God bless you!

Reminds me of the nosebleed my grandson had at my home recently and I gave him a tissue and sat him on one couch and I went and sat on a chair and said, "I can't touch his blood." Of course your situation was much bigger and more dramatic.

I had a squamous cell removed from my upper arm today and I reminded the Dermatologist I have hepatitis C. She thanked me for reminding her.

I'm expecting my grand daughter any day now. Her mother and father were up for 1 1/2 hours last night walking off the false labor. Her due date is tomorrow. Yippee! I can hardly wait. I only have sons and grandsons, so far.

  

[friole]

Sorry about the Squamous cells.   At least they can be removed in total and you should feel good about that.

There is a member - genedog, I think - who got infected from helping a man in an industrial accident - he did not clear the first time and I don't know if he has retreated again.

This disease has certainly made me more consious of small cuts and scrape.

[GrandmaA]

Yes, I don't even want my son to use my nail clippers to cut the cats nails. I don't want to give his cat hep. C. I'm cat sitting while they are having the baby. They will take him back in a few months.

The trouble with having a growth removed from the upper arm is if you sleep on your side. I made it bleed a little when I rolled on that side in the night. I will have to put some pillows on that side so I don't roll that way tonight. The doctor did not stitch it and there is a deep hole. I wanted her to get all the roots so it doesn't come back. Maybe she should have put a couple of stitches in it.

[bustingout]

I know you are excited about that Grandaughter coming soon! I have only one Grandson he will be five in Nov. But I do have two sons and a daughter. The blood thing is a really scary thing. I was a manager for Hardees for about a year. (My last job). I cut myself at work on the fry station one day. I didn't even know it until I looked down and seen the blood, on the bag of food and fry station. I panicked ! I grabbed up the food threw it in the garbage. A good friend rushed over to help me. He started trying to clean up the blood. I yelled at him without thinking. I told him, you know I have hepc please don't touch me or the fry station. Later I felt so bad for yelling at him but I did not want him to take no chance what so ever. Even throwing a band aid away at home I wrap it up with a ton of paper.