It's Always There, I Guess.......
Been a long time since I have written in this blog........... One of the greatest challenges of being a survivor is that nagging feeling we carry with us waiting for another shoe to drop. Especially with my family history. We've learned never to say, "What's next?" lest we find out! We grow to accept this feeling over time and really don't spend our days agonizing over what could happen, but then some small, seemingly harmless bump or mark or ache raises a red flag. I went to have my teeth cleaned at lunch today. No big deal, right? Unless, of course you are over 50 and your gums are receding and heaven knows what all, still........it's a teeth cleaning. Then the dentist comes in to check and with a very concerned face points out a "freckle" on the inside of your bottom lip. Now, I don't know about you, but I don't typically sit in the sun with my mouth open, nor do I bike or run this way as, well I've eaten enough bugs, thank ...