I am plagued with skin tags. I hate those little bastards and they are all over my neck. I use the Tag Away stuff, which works sort of, to get them to dry up and be ready for excision. The first one came off relatively easily. Nick assisted with taking it off. But the one today. ARGH. That little bastard was holding on pretty good so cutting was necessary.
I pass out whenever anything involving needles or cutting is done to me. Yes, I even pass out for tattoos. Nothing I can do about it. So I was prepared to get woozy with this tag.
What I wasn’t prepared for is the hurty and the bleedy! Poor Nick! He’s game enough to offer his services as Tag Remover™, but he wasn’t prepared for the “Monty Python blood gush” as he put it. This one bled like crazy and he was running around trying to figure out what to do. Meanwhile, I’m bleeding everywhere and fighting the wooziness to instruct him how to make a gauze bandage. It was truly comical.
Larry the Llama is having a great day today, I’ll bet.
Bastard.
//end TMI post