My sebacious cyst finally got the better of me.
I had it “dealt” with this morning by three doctors with roughly a year’s experience between them. I showed up at the hospital bright and definitely far too early. I was shown in pretty promptly, which is cool – I took along a book expecting to be all day.
Then the needle came. Strangely enough, although I am a complete wuss when it comes to needles, I couldn’t feel it. Either the pain from the neck was so intense that the needle was lost in the noise, or the skin is dead.
After a bit of slicing and dicing, they started squeezing. Imagine a huge whitehead and six sets of fingers all going for the same thing. About an hour, some nitrous oxide gas, and many bloody gauze swabs later, it was significantly smaller. The pain was extraordinary.
At one stage after an extra incision, all hell broke loose – the pus / blood started coursing down my neck and torso and they pressed real hard on my neck. I could almost hear them thinking “whoops!”.
I now have a 2cm slice (no stitches) in my neck, and it hurts to look left or right or up or down. Although I feel like someone has torn me a new hole in the side of my neck, it’s so much less painful than before.
I hope I never have to do this again.