I have a fear of getting skin cancer. Ever since I took a health class in college, in which the teacher was anti-sun to the extreme -- mainly because her sister or mom had to have half of her face removed from tanning too often, I have stayed away from anything to do with tanning. When I go outside I slather myself in spf-the highest-number-I-can-find! My kids don't step a toe outside with being sprayed down... twice. I take special care to cover every little bit of my little redhead, Nephi.
Ben has a couple moles on his back that scare the heck of me. Every time he goes to get a check up I make him mention the creepy moles to the doctor and have them checked out. The doctors don't worry, but I do.
Skin cancer just seems SO horrible to me!
So I stay away from the sun as much as I can. And I am VERY white because of it. I am so white, that even the lightest foundation is too dark. So I put it on anyway and it gives me a bit of color, otherwise I might look like a ghost. Even funnier is if I put on red lipstick. It makes me look like a vampire.
Staying away from the sun does have it's benefits. I look younger than my 31 years, so people tell me, and my skin has a healthy glow to it.
But I have paid a price.
I went to my yearly womanly exam last week and had to have a blood test because of my thyroid issues. They also ran some other tests too and it turns out I have dangerously low levels of vitamin D. Which explains a lot of the issues I have been dealing with lately... but seriously?! So I had to get this super strength prescription vitamin D pills that I only take one a week for 3 months. Then I have to go back in and get another test.
Apparently, hiding from the sun as much as I do has consequences. My doctor told me I needed to get more sun. So today, against all my beliefs, I put on my bathing suit and laid out in the sun for a few minutes on each side. Ben hung around and teased me -- the turd. Then to my utter horror he took off his shirt and laid next to me exposing the scary moles! I wanted to jump and and grab the sunscreen for him, but he gave me the do-it-and-I-will-be-really-ticked look. He had told me before that he wanted a nice tan to go with his newly acquired muscles. Apparently, the farmer's tan takes away from the macho muscle look. Our last tanning experience had been a nightmare and I thought he would be turned off from it, but no....
Luckily, I am so paranoid about moles and skin cancer, that I made him come in with me after our 6 minutes in the sun... But I have to say, I do feel a little lighter and less tired after getting some sun. I think I will do it again tomorrow... for the vitamin D, NOT the tan. :)