Stupid Mole (With Update)

On Friday evening I had a really itchy back. I tried to get Boo to scratch for me but all he does is tickle and we both end up on the floor laughing. So the next best thing was a door frame. It was relieved but it continued to itch and I continued to scratch. I thought I must have a rash, why is my back so itchy.

I twisted my body in front of the mirror in attempt to see if there was anything there. There was, only it wasn't a rash it was a big mole right in the centre of my back, exactly where it was itchy. Fuck! was my first thought. I tried my best to have a good look but I am not the most flexible of people, I did notice it was raised a bit. I got my sister to have a look at it that evening. She didn't like the look of it, having had my nieces suspicious mole looked at just recently she knew what to look for. My niece is ok. So what do I do next, yep straight to Dr Google. No good, no good. I didn't like the images I saw. It has been doing my head in. All the horrible thoughts going through my head. I have an appointment at a skin cancer clinic tomorrow afternoon. I am feeling very, very anxious.

Please please....let this be nothing.

***Update***'
I am getting it cut out tomorrow then I need to wait a week for results.
All other moles on my body appear normal.
Fingers crossed.

A Catch Up Post

Boo's Birthday
So my boy turned 3! His birthday party was a huge success better than I expected. It was a Farm theme party with a pony to ride and lots of farm animals to pet all in our backyard. It wasn't going to be so big but it kind of was. I figured he missed out on one last year with my Mum passing away the week before his party was due so I made up for it this year.

Max's Birthday
Max's Birthday is and always will be two days after Boo's, I remember us wondering and kind of hoping that Boo's birthday would fall on on Max's but it didn't and that was ok. I visited Max's grave and took him a little stuffed puppy dog name Luke. I know he would love him.
I imagined him celebrating by eating mussels at his favourite restaurant and eating cake that my Mum had made him. I still miss him lots. x

Father's Day
Fathers Day was not long after here in Australia. A friend made a photo montage for Boo with all the photos they had taken together, so he can watch it when he needs to be close to his Dad. I showed it to him that morning, he loved it. Boo spoke of his Dad a lot that day, more than usual. He does get a bit mixed up though he thinks any man is called "Dad" because that is what his friends call other men, usually because they are their Dad.  He often says that his Dad is at the park and he wants to go. I take him when I can. It makes me really sad.