I had a lump, cyst, thingy. Actually, the doctor wasn't 100% sure what it was until he removed it. There was never concern that it was anything serious, just couldn't be certain until he got in there. It was a fat deposit. Nice, huh?
It was there for years, but recently it started bugging me. Apparently I'm a clutz and bump into things a lot and my fat deposit didn't like that much. So I had it removed.
But the doctor had to really dig around in my leg to get it all. Supposedly they normally come out in one "lump," but mine didn't. I guess all that banging around broke it into pieces. Joe said it looked like he pulled ribeye out of my leg. I didn't look. All the pressing, mashing and digging really bruised my leg.
It's swollen now, so it still looks like I have a lump.
I get my stitches out Thursday.
Until then, Frankenfoot and I are just chillin'.
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