I had my third liquid nitrogen treatment on Monday for whatever it was (oh yeah… A wise spot) on my cheek. This one was a little different, though. Rather than the cute intern, I had the main doctor. A man.
He touched that stuff to my face 4 times. In the past I think it was 2 or 3 times, never 4. When he was done I looked at him and said I like it more when she does it. He laughed and kicked me out of his office.
I tell ya… That 4th bit of liquid nitrogen… I could certainly feel it! It burns. When I got home my cheek was puffed like I had taken a shot to the face. And there was considerably more damage to the area than any of the other times. You can see in the picture that it looks worse than when I had no treatment at all! It’s a case of having to get worse before it gets better. As bad as it looks at the moment, the skin is essentially smooth now, so the old growth is pretty much gone. I just need to let the area heal.
Back again in another 2 weeks. Just in time for Christmas!
Maybe Santa will be good to me!