I have been walking around for months worrying about one of my moles.  It's been a niggling worry.  That culminated in a sleepless night with me googling the words 'mole on foot' and spending the rest of the night obsessing over the hideous tales of skin cancer and almost exclusively death.   I'm a bit of a worrier but I woke up on Sunday morning after that sleepless night  and realised I've got to face this worry and get it ticked of my list of things to do and worry about,  so I called the mole clinic and asked for the full monty.  I booked for my mysterious mole on my foot to be looked at as well as every other mole on my body.  And then on top of that I booked mole mapping.  The service they offer means that a photo is taken of every inch of your body in minuscule detail.  

I arrive at the clinic just by Liberty feeling pretty nervous. I hate anything medical but I hate moles the most of all.  I filled in the forms and waited for my nurse to call me.  Because I'm fair. I burnt as a child and I have moles.   I have a much higher risk of getting a skin cancer.  Once in the office, my nurse starts looking up close with a magnifying thing at every mole. I can hear my heart beating faster and faster.  She then looks at my foot and looks a bit concerned.  Then takes a closer look.  And says the lines look normal but it needs to be examined closer by their lab.  Oh no.  I'm feeling stressed. "should I be worrying?" I said.
Let's wait and see the results said my nurse and informed me that after the age of 35,any new mole needs monitoring closely and any other one if it grows or changes.   So she snaps my foot and sends it off to the lab.  In the meantime I strip in a very bright room and a woman takes photos of me in contorted poses.  It is the closest thing to a home sex movie I think I will ever get to.  Lots of legs up then legs down.  Anyway. After 40 mins I was done. And I felt very relieved. I would have the cd from now on to compare any changes to it.   So no more guess work.  

The next day at 11, the clinic called me back to say ' no action required' on my mole. I cried for 30 secs with relief.  I'd been stressing for ages.  And now felt ok.  

The Mole-Clinic