I am back from my appointment. It went... fast. She looked at the spot and agreed that the cells were "changed". The treatment is a cream that I use five days a week for five weeks. Then I let it rest for two months and come back and see her, and she checks to ensure that all of the cells are gone.
The cream burns off layers of skin. I've been warned that it gets really painful after a couple of weeks, because you are applying it to thinner and thinner skin. And the fact that it takes two months to heal afterwards... makes me sure that this is not something I'm going to look forward to.
I don't actually HAVE the cream yet, because it costs $400. I don't have enough money right now, so have to talk to Steve when he gets home. Sigh. Poor guy. I'm always a financial burden to him and it breaks my heart.
Thanks for listening,
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