The mole doctor

I've been waiting 4 months for today. Four months of veering wildly between "Oh my god! This mole on my cheek has grown even bigger overnight! It's eating into my brain! Somebody save me!" to "I'm just gonna Google moles...oh sweet Jesus! If that poor woman can still be alive with that thing taking over her whole head then surely mine is okay."

As it turned out it was okay and the very lovely doctor sprayed it with some nippy icy stuff which should mean I can kiss goodbye to it. Not literally. That would be disgusting.

Mwa!