Well it has happened folks. About a week and a half ago, while brushing my teeth and getting ready for bed, I was faced with the ugly truth of getting older. I found a weird lump in my neck. Now, I wish I could say it ended like this. However, there are a few obstacles standing in the way of that.

One: I have not had this all my life.

Two: Mine is in the front, right above that little notch-y part of my collarbone. Picture a small, female-ish, too low Adam’s apple. (Are you smitten with me yet?)

Three: I have not started the menopause, so I don’t believe it’s the hormonies that have caused it to spontaneously grow.

Four: I went to the doctor today and although she didn’t do a bio…the b…the…the bios…the…b…the bibopsy, she did feel around quite a bit and described it as a “soft tissue nodule.” (Translation: She didn’t feel any teeth or spinal column.)

Needless to say, I was bummed. I’ve always wanted a twin. So, I will be going in for an ultrasound within the next week or so to determine what’s hanging out in there. But I’ve digressed from my original statement. I am getting old. I am only 26, but you know what? Only oldish people are suppose to find odd bodily growths sprouting up in places they don’t belong. Life just got real

For those of you who know me well, you are probably concerned that I have worried myself into a dark, anxiety filled hole. Rest easy as I can assure you that I am a reformed moderate hypochondriac. But yes, I did WebMD it prior to calling my doctor. And although thyroid cancer did pop up as a potential diagnosis, I bypassed it and diagnosed myself correctly. Bam! (Side note: I should remind you that the official diagnosis is still out as to what is really hanging out in there, but all signs are pointing to a nodule type thinger. I’ll keep you posted.)

This concludes the “Didn’t need to know that about Amanda” portion of the blog. Annnnd, you’re welcome.


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