I haven’t written in a while. There’s reasons for that and I’ll explain them in a future post. For now, I just had to record what happened yesterday while I was at the dentist for my teeth cleaning.
She asked if I wanted to be tested for mouth cancer. I looked at her skeptically. Mouth cancer? Yes, she said. Isn’t that only for people who chew tobacco? Nope. Apparently there are many types of mouth cancer, anyone can have it, and she offers the testing to anyone who’s interested.
Part of me thought, “why not? Wouldn’t I want to know if I have mouth cancer?” But another part of me thought, “why would I bother with this? I went through three surgeries and nearly a year’s worth of recovery. I’m immune to cancer!” And yet another part of me thought, “my god. What if I went through three surgeries and nearly a year’s worth of recovery only to find out I have mouth cancer!”
I declined. There’s only so much I can deal with after the last 12 months. In fact, I was in her chair wearing a post-surgical bra still recovering from revision surgery less than a month ago. I think I need to rest for a few YEARS before I even think about cancer again – any type of cancer.
Geez, can’t a girl just get her teeth cleaned?