The 70’s, but really the 80's
Jessie Reyez, Zeus, Cage the Elephant, etc. from now to then.
I have to get another mole cut out of my body and sewn with stiches. Because no sun screen in the 70’s as a child. The 6 I have had out so far were all around where my t-shirt and shorts would have been, so very white, and around where my bikini or full piece was. My skin burnt so many times, red, lobster. I never got more tanned, just more red, peeling blisters.
My second family with my father had light brown skin, so they tanned with oil and sometimes I would try too.
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My thighs, stomach and lower back have white circles where one dermatologist scooped out the dark black moles, that were covered by the government, displastic or not, in her office.
My new dermatologist has the larger moles to deal with, that are actually more like a “surgical procedure” with stiches. 15 to be exact, then three. Waiting for a call now to get three more checked. Now I know that could mean going into the theatre right way.
This one is on my sensitive side. This one is going to hurt. And now we have to pay. To pay for the safety of our futures. I’m waiting now to make the appointment. I just got the call, the last one wasn’t cancerous, it was a cyst not a mole.
Preventative means, pain and ending up missing the actual mole that has now been replaced with an ugly surgical scar, that I continue in vain to mosturize with vasiline and vitamine E oil. The redness is going down. They look like bugs.
It is very expensive and it use to be free.
