Gone today...

All done bar the painkillers, stitches, a black eye and the feeling someone has smacked me across the face with a baseball bat. But no more Mr Blob, my not so friendly little skin cancer.
Don't know what's going on under the bandages yet - only that it's throbbing and blood is seeping out my eye. Should be about 15 stitches and a flap of skin transplanted to fill the hole left by you know who.
Hey! This is a good news Blip! I survived the general anaesthetic and didn't feel a thing during the op. Goodby Mr Blob, hello Scaramouche.