I haven’t mentioned it to anyone but my husband at this point (and in passing in my last post), but I am completely wigging out about a doctor’s appointment that I have tomorrow. About a week before Christmas I scratched at an itch on my neck and felt a little lump that I’d never noticed before. Just above the collarbone in that kind of hollowed-out spot. The supraclavicular fossa for those of you who speak medical. Well, it’s still there. Ordinarily I wouldn’t think much about it, but a woman that I know is halfway through with chemotherapy for lymphoma. Her diagnosis came after she went to the doctor to have a swollen lymph node in her neck looked at. So naturally that’s where my mind has gone. Expect the worst and hope for the best, right?
I’m freakin’ terrified.