I'm not talking about a loosey-goosey date with yourself (although I do plenty of that!). I mean a get up, get dressed, get out of the house appointment. And that's exactly what I had going on today for A Month for Mama (or aMfM as I shall call it from here on out).
As a fair-skinned kind of girl, moles have long been part of my existence. Moles and freckles. Freckles and moles. I don't pay much attention to them anymore, but over the summer, my ears perked up as I listened to a Today Show segment reminding viewers of the importance of mole checks.
I have a mole on my left breast that has been there for ages, and I had fairly well forgotten about it. After the boys were born, however, and I was breastfeeding again, I noticed it seemed to have changed shape a little bit.
A brief consultation with Dr. Google had me 95% convinced I had melanoma. I was just sure that was why my milk supply had faltered - my body was gearing up to have to undergo cancer treatment. (Have I'm mentioned I'm prone to fits of whackadoodle?)
And so in a whirlwind of sheer terror, I overcame my persistent phone phobia issues and made an appointment to see a dermatologist. And that appointment was today.
It took less than 5 seconds for the doctor to deem this particular mole "totally fine." All that anxiety for nothing! But then he gave me a mini-lecture on how just 10 visits to a tanning bed can increase your chance of melanoma seven-fold (!), and the anxiety promised it would be back again some day.
Since the girls were at school and the babies were under the doting care of Grandma, I took full advantage of the solitude and serenity, and I slipped into Target for a few things. Item number one on my list? A stop by the Starbucks counter so I could pay nearly $4 for an iced caramel macchiato that was gone in under 4 minutes.
Normally, I don't buy iced coffee drinks because there's just so much ICE, you know? But after yesterday's disappointments, it felt like the right thing to do.
I be-bopped through Target and came home to my babies feeling so, so refreshed. Yep, I'm an easy extrovert. Even a pleasant conversation with the checker at Terget fills up my people meter.
So, um. Yes. That's my self-care report for the day. Mole check. Target. Starbucks. I never know how to end these posts. GO HAVE YOUR MOLES CHECKED. You'll be glad you did! Taking care of your bod is the best kind of self-care!
(I'll have twinie pictures to share tomorrow ...)