So, they just punched a divot in my upper arm...

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...and they'll let me know what the biopsy says in a week or so. Meanwhile, I have some black nylon thread sticking out of me.

The whole experience was kind of a pain, particularly as the dermatologist was brusque and offhand, the assistant was cold, and the administrative staff looked like they clearly felt I wasn't pretty or vain enough to grace their office.

I did notice that all the staff were young, female, thin, and distant, and that botox info featured prominently in the examining room. I guess maybe they mostly deal with cosmetic surgery?

Hmmm. Perhaps I should go find another dermatologist. Any pointers?

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*loud guffaws, possibly audible from where you're sitting, even*

...bad toxin decisions, indeed. :)

Thanks, that was exceptionally amusing.