The Relief that One Word Brings
I didn’t mention it to anyone prior to my recent dermatologist visit, but there was reason to believe the mole I had removed may have been malignant. Biopsy is not a popular word to me; this isn’t the first time I’ve been asked to submit to one and given my track record it wouldn’t surprise me if there are more in my future. Today in the mail I received the relief that only one word can bring - benign.
I don’t have to cringe internally anymore as the external soreness of the still-healing wound serves as a scabbed reminder of what might be. I don’t have to close my office door and stare blankly at the wall until the tears of self-doubt and the fears of "what if" subside.
It isn’t cancer.
For those keeping score at home, in 36 years that makes the tally Michael 3, Cancer 0.
…and now I’m crying for a completely different reason.
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Congrats, glad you are ok.
Congratulations, Michael! That must be such a relief to you and your family. Enjoy life to it’s fullest.
I go to the dermatologist twice a year and have things frozen and scraped off, or burned off - all basal cell; one was Squamous Cell.
The hazards of fair skin, blond hair, blue eyes…40 years ago! So I wear a hat etc. and still get rowdy.
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