Is it cancer, doctor?

Abstract

The next morning, when Norma woke up, Macky had already left for work. He yawned and went to the bathroom, and while he was reading Good morning, I'm God, he looked at himself in the mirror. "My God! Her nose was full of bright red dots! Oh Lord". Well, there it was. The day had finally come: he had nose cancer. She instantly sat down on the ground so she wouldn't hit her head if she passed out. Oh no, they would surely have to remove his entire nose. It was going to be disfigured. “Why me, my God? Why my face? ”Norma thought. In high school, Norma never had a speck of acne, not a lump. Now he was being punished for it. He stood up and looked again. They were still there! Not only would he lose his nose, but he might need chemotherapy. Goodbye to all hair! Oh God. Be brave, he thought. Terrified, she called the dermatologist, made an appointment, and headed to the beauty salon. He came in suddenly.