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john partrick michael murphy.
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- November 12, 2013 at 1:34 am
My husband was recently diagnosed with melanoma on his face, close to his eye. We went to Moffitt where we were told what the next steps would be….procedure to remove tissue to check margins. After the margins were clear he would have surgery to remove the tumor and possibly need a skin graft. Well, 6 days later, on our ride to Tampa (only 45 minutes) we get a call that the margins were not clear and more samples would need to be taken and surgery postponed. My husband is not a whimp but both of these procedures were terrible for him, just a local, meaning injections in his face, close to his eye. Why can't they give him something…..he will be out for surgery. Now the doctor is saying the area is larger, not necessarily deeper but very likely grafting will be necessary. He will take it from around his upper chest. We are both fairly intelligent people, but I just feel like we haven't asked all the right questions. We really have no idea what to expect regarding recuperation, etc. Any advice ?
Thank you!
imd
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- November 14, 2013 at 3:14 am
I have stage IV BRAF positive tmelanoma that is under control for three years almost. Now i am having wild type melanoma attack me, mostly on my face. Although i just as soon would not have my face carved on, time and time again, it pleases me to get rid of every cell of this killer. My largest one was close to my eye also and i agee it is not pleasant to have those needles, cuts and stitches go in, but i just think about those velvety cushioned and commodious coffins, with nice cherry wood, and two hinged doors while my life savers go about it.
I would rather wear the funny hat and gown with the bright lights on me, and the smoke from the cauterizing knife curling up, with loving people acting in concert to help save me. Sometimes i pretend it is happening to someone else, like those monks who used to beat charity into me. Seems to help me. I do the same thing when i am in the cigar tube of the MRI looking for melanoma migrants in my brain, except i think about how my fat friends would do in there, and they tell me to hold still and stop laughing. Just tell him so set his sails on living and let them work their magic.
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- November 14, 2013 at 3:14 am
I have stage IV BRAF positive tmelanoma that is under control for three years almost. Now i am having wild type melanoma attack me, mostly on my face. Although i just as soon would not have my face carved on, time and time again, it pleases me to get rid of every cell of this killer. My largest one was close to my eye also and i agee it is not pleasant to have those needles, cuts and stitches go in, but i just think about those velvety cushioned and commodious coffins, with nice cherry wood, and two hinged doors while my life savers go about it.
I would rather wear the funny hat and gown with the bright lights on me, and the smoke from the cauterizing knife curling up, with loving people acting in concert to help save me. Sometimes i pretend it is happening to someone else, like those monks who used to beat charity into me. Seems to help me. I do the same thing when i am in the cigar tube of the MRI looking for melanoma migrants in my brain, except i think about how my fat friends would do in there, and they tell me to hold still and stop laughing. Just tell him so set his sails on living and let them work their magic.
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- November 14, 2013 at 3:14 am
I have stage IV BRAF positive tmelanoma that is under control for three years almost. Now i am having wild type melanoma attack me, mostly on my face. Although i just as soon would not have my face carved on, time and time again, it pleases me to get rid of every cell of this killer. My largest one was close to my eye also and i agee it is not pleasant to have those needles, cuts and stitches go in, but i just think about those velvety cushioned and commodious coffins, with nice cherry wood, and two hinged doors while my life savers go about it.
I would rather wear the funny hat and gown with the bright lights on me, and the smoke from the cauterizing knife curling up, with loving people acting in concert to help save me. Sometimes i pretend it is happening to someone else, like those monks who used to beat charity into me. Seems to help me. I do the same thing when i am in the cigar tube of the MRI looking for melanoma migrants in my brain, except i think about how my fat friends would do in there, and they tell me to hold still and stop laughing. Just tell him so set his sails on living and let them work their magic.
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