The 29-Day Blogging Challenge: Ä is for Ärr (A special blog contribution from my semi-Swedish wife)
Ärr is Swedish for scar. Everyone has a couple of scars that have an interesting tale to go along with them. Personally, my two favourite scars are the small one on my right palm where I skewered my hand with my Aunt Pam’s knitting needle, and one on my lower lip which I acquired by crashing into wall whilst chasing my babysitter’s cat. But these were both obtained in my accident-prone youth.
Scars acquired in adulthood are often more traumatic and usually involve a serious medical problem or an accident. Darryn, my dear husband for whom I am writing this blog entry, has two very interesting scars from medical procedures in the last few years. One is on his belly, from hip bone to hip bone, which he refers to as his “Braveheart scar”. It’s pretty impressive and one of a pair that have resulted from a series of issues with his guts over the years. But the scar I’d really like to write about is his newest one on the back of his left shoulder.
He’d had a bump there for years, but suddenly at the end of January, it started growing, then oozing pus. I think Darryn suspected cancer, and while that was a distant possibility, I was reasonably sure it was an infected cyst. After two weeks of doing nothing and hoping it would go away, we finally went to see a doctor about it on February 5, the day after Darryn’s birthday (he didn’t want to get a needle on his birthday, so we waited an extra day). In a remarkably efficient display of the high quality of Sweden’s health care system, we saw the G.P. at the local clinic, were sent to the emergency room, got checked in, and Darryn got anesthetized (only a local, unfortunately), cut open, cleaned up, bandaged, drugged and sent home, all within 3 hours. I was given very clear instructions on how to clean his wound and apply dressings every morning. It turns out that I was right, it was an infected lipoma or fatty cyst, and now that it’s gone it should never trouble him again. The doctors insist that the infection was brought on by Darryn’s nasty smoking habit. (Editor’s note: *sigh*) I’m not averse to this theory, since I really want him to quit and there is a very thorough scientific literature on the deleterious effects of smoking on the body’s immune defenses, not just in the lungs. I was hoping that this somewhat traumatic event would have inspired him to quit smoking, but I’m still waiting.
In any case, Darryn has a new scar to show off to his friends, which kind of looks like a scar left behind from a bullet wound. Maybe he’ll start calling it his “50 Cent scar”.
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