Encounter of the Tanner Kind
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Not my kitchen |
I knew the day would come.
I’ve read many blogs and accounts where people associated with the
melanoma cause have had encounters with people hell-bent on visiting tanning
salons. For the most part, folks
generally bite their tongue so as not to seem intrusive, although some do
mention the dangers. Today, I had my
first such discussion.
I noticed that one of my co-workers (I’ll call her “E”) was
increasingly matching the shade of my maple kitchen cabinets. Another, much more aware colleague pointed
out that the first gal was known to use tanning beds. I pondered if I should say anything or just
remain quiet. I chose to speak.
Later in the afternoon, I approached E under the guise of
discussing a new purchase requisition policy.
After the professional chit-chat, I commented that she must be spending
some quality time outdoors. She raised
her thumb and said, “I love a tan!”
“You’re not going to a tanning bed are you?” I asked. I got a sheepish grin and nod in
response. I merely grimaced as if I'd just
tasted a bad apple.
E chimed in, “Well, I use the spray tan as well.”
“But you still use the tanning bed?”
“Yes, but I’ve been tanning for 30 years and I…..”
I interrupted with, “Have you been to a dermatologist?”
“Well, like I was saying, I’ve been tanning for 30 years and
I haven’t….”
“Have you been to a dermatologist within that time?”
Pause
“No.”
“Do me a favor E, if you insist on tanning, go see a
dermatologist. Will you do that?”
She agreed that she would, but with the same conviction that
my son uses when he says he’ll stop playing the video game “in a minute.”
I didn’t preach about the dangers of tanning and, despite
her advanced age, the damage she’s doing to her skin and health. I knew that she wasn’t going to hear it. But I decided to ask about the
dermatologist. Perhaps her admission to
not having seen a doctor put a little bug in her brain. Perhaps one day, she’ll decide maybe she
should see a dermatologist. And
hopefully, she’ll confidently walk up to me afterwards and say, “See? I saw the doctor and he gave me a clean bill
of health!”
Hopefully.
Hopefully.
ReplyDeleteGood for you for saying SOMETHING. I saw two teenagers in the gym today, posing in the mirrors taking pictures of themselves, and they were as tan as tan gets. I walked away.
I'm proud of you!
I have these encounters way, way more often that I'd like. It sounds like you handled it pretty well though! Sometimes I feel like people are just going to do what they do no matter what I (or anyone else) tell them.
ReplyDeleteGood for you, Al! Proud of you (and I love your kitchen!).
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