I saw a dermatologist today. The spot I wanted him to look at turned out to be nothing, but he found several "pre-cancerous" spots on my decollatage and face. He treated all the spots with that liquid nitrogen stuff, then told me the spots would likely blister and peel off. Well, OK.
Unfortunately I had planned to go vote in the primary runoffs after the doctor, so I drove over to the polling place. I walked in and noticed that everyone I interacted with was trying not to stare at my face.

When I got home I checked myself in the mirror and was horrified to see that I look like a late-stage leprosy victim. Those poll workers are probably washing their hands right now and wondering if I'm the latest pandemic.