I went to the dermatologist today. It turned out to be a more exciting visit than I was anticipating.

I made the appointment in the first place because I had a spot on my nose that wasn’t looking right. And because Rita put the fear of God in me recently when she went in to see her dermatologist about a mole that her mother thought looked suspicious and he said, “Yeah, that’s cancer.”
On the way home she called me and said, “You WILL NOT BELIEVE THIS! I have CANCER!!!” And I gave her a lecture about wearing sunscreen ALL the time. Because I’m helpful like that.
(I’m recapping that lecture today at Work It, Mom. You’re welcome.)
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