I never expected to have to deal with a cancer “scare”. I mean, that’s not something that happens to me right? Right? Apparently, I’m wrong. It’s not that I’m not realistic about my health. I’m a little sun baby and responsibly, I get my spots checked every year but of course, it all comes back clean every time. I sunscreen it up and I do my routine “girly” check-ups. I thought I had it all covered.
So who would have expected that a mere month ago, my mum would notice a lump on my neck that would lead to us having to discuss the “C” word?