Why does life seem to keep throwing more and more s@@@ at us - I just went to drs with DH cause he has this suspicious lesion type thing on the side of his thigh/buttock area which I only noticed on him last night. So the dr said he didnt want to touch it and referred him on to a plastic surgeon. I called one of the guys in the rooms I just finished up work in and his secretary got him in on Thursday at 4.15pm. DH is really worried and has been quiet all day, especially now. He wont really talk to me about it, and I wish he would. He has admitted he is worried and I went to give him a cuddle and he let me but then tried to almost push me away, which he has never done before. I am really worried but have kind of pretended that I think everything will be fine. I keep thinking so negatively like everything else goes wrong, why not this?