Last month was rough, which is why I’ve been pretty bad about posting. On top of draining family complications, I had a biopsy last week. A thing I thought was a freckle showed up on my leg about 4 years ago & recently started looking pretty scary. It was a good size spot on my leg that was a dark black-purple. While it fell within the ABCDE guidelines, I still went to the doctor.
Luckily, it is not cancerous. Both my primary care doctor & the dermatologist agree that the damned spot is a blood vessel or a vascular oddity. But I must admit that only after they cut the little patch out of my skin, I let myself cry. Once it was all over, I finally realized just how scared I had been despite all of the inappropriate jokes my husband & I had told each other in the weeks leading up to the check-up. For example, if they had to amputate my leg, I would be a better mom to our three-legged cat or I could be like Lance Armstrong & bike the cancer off.
So it’s only been in the last few days that I’ve gotten myself together. I thought I would share some of the things that have made me happy in the last few weeks.
First, appropriately, The Decemberists’ “Calamity Song” & the Infinite Jest-themed music video.
My upcoming creative nonfiction seminar at WriterHouse in Charlottesville. Looking forward to being part of a writing group again. Also, the session.org for keeping me rich in fiddle tunes to learn & sad songs to indulge myself in playing.
Books to distract me from most everything else. Not only are Clive Barker’s Absolute Midnight & Michael Martone’s Four For a Quarter coming out in the following weeks, I wrapped up in Daniel Woodrell’s Bayou Trilogy. I love getting lost in Woodrell’s grimy little worlds.
My husband’s sustaining cooking. (Whose birthday next week I will be thanking God, the universe & the fates for.)
For dessert, baking with my best friend.
Finally, the calm support from loved ones which has helped immensely. Thank you!