Longer story than I can type from my iPhone, but gist is the female doc (not saying she’s bad because of her gender) that hacked the sebaceous cyst out of my chest (they called it the “dinosaur egg” after finally chopping it out) never shaved my chest before cutting into me and never prescribed antibiotics after stiching me up, saying I shouldn’t need them. Was all local anesthesia and she was hacking away like Leatherface. Once she got into it, she said that they wouldn’t normally do one that big in her office, but would refer it to the OR/Hospital with general anesthesia, imaging, and the works.
Well, between hackjob, ingrown chest hair, and no antibiotics, here I am on a fine Sunday afternoon. Been here for a few hours now.
