The Westbrooks of Charlotte NC

My life and the funny stories that result

So I have spent my last few days thinking I may possibly have the cancer; this in result of a mysterious pain on my back where no pimple resided.  I first noticed it Monday night when I was trying on clothes at Old Navy.  Every time I took off a shirt I had pain on a spot on my back where the shirt touched it.  I had Zac check my back that night and he saw nothing other than a speck of a mole.. and it didn’t hurt every time he touched it so it was hard to figure out which area could have the possible evil under the skin pimple.

Last night again, sure I had the cancer, inspected my back and noticed that one huge area was enlarged.. great I thought to myself, I have the cancer.  As I inspected both sides to quadruple check the severity of swelling,  I was sure, yep I have cancer.  Zac came by and checked it out, then my light bulb turned on.  WAIT!  When I parked in the smalllllllll parking spot on Monday and got out of my Pilot, the side mirror on the monster truck parked next to my driver’s side jumped out and attacked my back.  You could say it that way, or you could say dumb a$$ me walked backwards into the truck’s side mirror as I was getting out of my truck.  Either which way you say it my back is still swollen and sore, but I don’t have the cancer!