I Was Afraid I Would Look Terrible On My Wedding Day After a Tiny Pimple Inside My Nostril Developed Into Skin Cancer

Tracy Summerfield’s doctor told her not to worry when she noticed a tiny speck inside her nostril.

However, the Manchester mother discovered she had skin cancer three years later, and the tumor had grown all the way to her lip.

Three years earlier, in April 2015, I had been about to go out to work as a nursing assistant when I had noticed a small spot on the inside of my right nostril.

I went to see my GP, who said it looked like an infection and gave me an antibiotic cream to put on. I used it twice a day, but it still didn’t clear up.

But I didn’t dwell on it. My partner Colin and I had busy lives.

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