Good news: The nurse practitioner was very nice.
Bad news: I *had* a small cyst. It's gone. Problem is, the swelling from it has compressed all the skin/hair pores/follicles around it and they're now full of yuck and soreness and gross.
Good news: Topical meds only needed.
Bad news: I may as well give up wearing pants. Sreiously. The prescription is "warm saline compresses six times a day for three days with XYZ ointmnet after." Ummm.... there's no way to have a warm wet compress there while clothed fully. Seriously. My dignity? It's in a trash can somewhere.
And the final bad news: After 20 minutes with my leg in a very unhappy and exposing position? Oh, it's gonna take more than Tylenol. And I don't get anything but Tylenol.
Still.... Good news, after 2 weeks of increasingly hellish ouchies, another week should see it go bye-bye. If not, then I get the good stuff. WHatever that is.
Put this here bc.... sometimes we need to put it separately.
I was so tired that I fel asleep waiting for the NP to show up. .... *zzzzz* And skipped pain management therapy. Home to put on a compress, to decompress, and to figure out exactly how long it is till I can go to bed for the night!
Soft purrs to your evening/night.
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