I had a piece of cancer removed from near my ankle. It was the size of a half dollar.
They took it out and sewed it up. But I am sore as hell. Of course, there was no choice in the matter. I cannot understand how one can get cancer there but I was told you can get cancer anywhere. I saw a dozen or so people there with bandages covering their nose, a cheek or the top of their heads. Cancer is a bitch. It killed my Uncle, my daughter-in-law and tried to take my grandson. I am hoping in my lifetime that this disease is eliminated but I doubt it.
The one thing I noticed is the burning sensation. It also does not allow for wounds for heal.
The docs gave me an opiod for the pain. It does not seem to work so I am going back to aspirin.
Getting old is a bitch.
A triple heart by pass and a fractured foot. And now cancer removed and hopefully over with. You start to get the idea that you are mortal.