It’s my least favorite appointment of the year. Even worse that going for my yearly gynecological check-up. It’s when I have to go and get a skin cancer check. I have to stand there, naked, in front of my doctor and have him look over every inch of my body. Who on earth wants to do that? It’s uncomfortable, it’s embarrassing, but it’s vital.
Last week, I had 4 suspicious moles removed. I am very fair so I have lots and lots of freckles and moles but these were different. The doctor said we could just watch them for the next 6 months, but he was very concerned that they looked really unusual. Take them off, I said. Why take the chance? After the procedure, the nurse said no news is good news, so if I didn’t hear from them by Tuesday, I was in the clear.
All day Monday and Tuesday I kept checking my phone. No call. Then at 4:15 on Tuesday, they called. Crap, I said to the nurse on the phone when she identified herself. The two on my leg were atypical…but fine. No skin cancer. But it would have developed into skin cancer had I left it or not had it checked in the first place. That scared me. This is why I go every year (now every 6 months) to get checked. If you catch it early, more than likely you’ll be fine. But if you don’t?
I was never so thankful that I put myself through that embarrassing and uncomfortable appointment. Have you had your skin checked lately?