The “C” Word

Don’t tell me I might have THAT!

Photo by Sam Moqadam on Unsplash

I had a rude awakening in the other day. I went in for my bi-annual skin exam, and thought that everything would be hunky-dory.

Usually the lady scans my skin, looks for any unusual lesions, and sends me on my way. But yesterday, she slowed down like Inspector Clouseau as she investigated my nose.