I'm eating salad drizzled in olive oil, vinegar and salt, reading a new book. Out of habit, I run my hand across the back of my neck. You can imagine my surprise when I felt a tiny, hard lump in my neck that had DEFINITELY not been there the day before. I freeze and then yank my hair out of the way and feel it again. Surely it's not possible, I think to myself. I run straight to my mom and show her. My mom's calm and tells me it's probably nothing too important, an infection maybe. Mind you, it's midnight, so I didn't completely trust my mother's evaluation, despite her medical history. I go to bed and morbidly, I return to the first thought that sprang to mind when I touched it: What if it's cancer?
Thankfully, it probably isn't. My doctor checked it out, recommending some medicine for infections. I don't know WHAT it is yet. But it's smaller already, even since yesterday, so I'm hoping it'll be gone in a week. But it really kind of froze my life before my eyes. It was the most terrifying thing that's probably ever happened to me. Oh well, I'm so happy now. Things are normal for me again (for me, because nothing physical outside of my mind ever really changed). And if cancer is a part of my future, I'm planning on fighting it. You guys know how bossy and bitchy I can be. I'm not letting a stupid disease take me down and make me scared, not if I can help it.
Love,
Vikki
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