Yay weekend! This week su-ucked. All I want for Christmas is to not be busy for a minute. (Important: Jake, this is an exaggeration, I still want presents.)

Anyway, as much as I hate to be vague, I’ve had some health stuff going on and it is all I can think about this week.

Actually, I’ll just tell you…let’s talk.

I had a minor surgery yesterday. My third one this year. In March my dermatologist found a small Melanoma on my chest, and since then, they have found two more spots. Every time they find one, they have to cut out the whole area. I’m slowly starting to look like her. Not really, but by now I have approximately a 4 inch (in length) scar down my chest. The kind with dots on each side. It is pretty ugly, but it also kind of makes me look tough and cool at the same time. I’m a little self conscious about it, but there are worse things, like dying young of skin cancer….so it’s worth it.

It started last year when my client’s husband died of skin cancer. I got really freaked out by it. I knew that I had tanned a lot when I was 19 and 20 and those years worried me. Especially because I am so fair skinned.  So I went in for an exam in February and I have had to go back every single month since.

Most of my friends and even a lot of  family don’t know about this. I guess it’s because I didn’t want to worry anyone since it’s so under control. My doctor (aka my “best friend” as she calls herself) and I are very on top of it, so it will never progress past the early stages. And also, to be honest, I get tired of talking about hard things. I do.

My unwanted best friend (dermatologist) told me I should tell everyone I know, so that they can catch skin cancer early, but I really just didn’t want to. I feel overly pitied as it is because I have a sick child, and I’ve just been afraid to talk about this. I hate pity. I only like to see shock in people’s faces when I say the F word for no reason, not when I share the news of stupid surgeries and skin cancer.

But..

It is 100% treatable/curable if caught early enough, so it’s really important to be checked often. After researching a little, I found that I’m the age most women are being diagnosed these days. Melanoma is dangerous and spreads very quickly, it’s important to be aware of it.

My sweet friend Andrea did a guest post on Hairdresser On Fire last month about sunscreen upon my wishes. It was my sneaky way of trying to spread awareness, and still keeping my secret. If you don’t read HDOF, you should at least read that post.

Anyway, this is awkward. Should I say the F word out of nowhere to shake things up?

Seriously, when I started this post, I had no intentions at all of writing about this. I guess I needed to get it out. But don’t feel bad if I never want to talk about it again, ok?

Thanks. Love ya. Have a nice life.

PS This post was originally going to be about how much Jake and I have been arguing lately. haha. We cannot get along this week to save our lives! I bet we’ll argue about me writing this. Bring it, Jake. Then tomorrow morning we’ll be all “muahmuahmuah, i love you, you’re sexy.” and by lunch time we’ll be like *”you’re stupid and you can’t read good!”.

Is this your marriage too? No? Sometimes?

*fightin’ words were not actual quotes.