This is a continuation of my skin exam history. It had been about a month since my exam. Life had gone on. It was a busy summer, and I'd forgotten about the doctor's recommendation that I do regular self exams. My mom, however, had not.
My sister and dad weren't home that day. After breakfast, she asked if I was making sure to check my skin. For some reason I admitted that I wasn't. She shook her head at me and told me that she'd give me a hand after I took a shower. I sheepishly agreed. I went upstairs and got in the shower. I finished, got out, and dried off. My mom knocked on the door and said she'd be in her bathroom when I was ready. She told me not to take too long.
Nervously, I made the short walk to my parents room and into their bathroom. My mom was standing by the vanity. She had the paperwork from the doctor. She read the instructions out loud more to herself than to me. One of the papers was the outline of a person. The general idea was to mark down any moles and see if they changed in size or if new moles developed. She used a magazine as a writing surface and walked over to me with the outline.
"You'll need to lose the towel," I remember her saying. Like I was in a trance, the towel slipped from my fingers leaving me completely exposed. For what felt like an eternity, she examined my skin while making marks on the paper. And then, just like that, she was done. I'd been embarrassed at the start, but at the end I didn't want it to stop.
She asked me if I could handle it myself in the future or if I wanted help. I mumbled that it was kinda hard to see my own back. My mom said that would be fine, but that she didn't want to have to remind me all the time. If I wanted her help, it was up to me to come find her when it was time to examine my skin. I agreed.
My mom handed me the paperwork then started going about getting ready while she told me the plan for the day. I'm not sure I heard any of it. At one point, she went into the walk in closet. She emerged nude. My jaw must have dropped to the floor, but she continued as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Eventually she got in the shower. I picked up my towel and went back to my room.
I was confused, but turned on. I wasn't sure what I was feeling, but I knew there was no way I'd forget my next exam.