nickymvs
23-07-17, 17:24
Hi all.
I have really bad white coat syndrome. I always always assume the worst with anything!
About three weeks ago a sore lump (no bigger than a pea) appeared overnight under my armpit. Me being me, I squeezed it thinking it was a spot, and nothing. So I assumed it was a boil. Few days later I tried again and a load of crap came out. It started to go down a few days ago. But now it's back - not sore, still a tiny bit red, but back nonetheless. I totally went into meltdown last night assuming the worst and I have this constant 'sick' feeling of anxiety.
I booked to see the doctor on Wednesday even though I'm afraid she is going to laugh at me and tell me it's nothing.
Both myself and my DH have checked my breasts (not in a naughty way) and couldn't find any lumps at all. This is the only thing. I do check myself regularly anyway as my friend died from breast cancer two years ago.
I made the mistake of reading google last night and even though I know I shouldn't I've effectively convinced myself something serious is wrong. I'm sick of this. Sick of behaving this way. I'm a teacher for crying out loud - I should know better. I would never encourage any children to behave in this manner and I would be the first to help them stop panicking if they were. So why can't I do the same to myself? Should I be worried about this lump?
I have really bad white coat syndrome. I always always assume the worst with anything!
About three weeks ago a sore lump (no bigger than a pea) appeared overnight under my armpit. Me being me, I squeezed it thinking it was a spot, and nothing. So I assumed it was a boil. Few days later I tried again and a load of crap came out. It started to go down a few days ago. But now it's back - not sore, still a tiny bit red, but back nonetheless. I totally went into meltdown last night assuming the worst and I have this constant 'sick' feeling of anxiety.
I booked to see the doctor on Wednesday even though I'm afraid she is going to laugh at me and tell me it's nothing.
Both myself and my DH have checked my breasts (not in a naughty way) and couldn't find any lumps at all. This is the only thing. I do check myself regularly anyway as my friend died from breast cancer two years ago.
I made the mistake of reading google last night and even though I know I shouldn't I've effectively convinced myself something serious is wrong. I'm sick of this. Sick of behaving this way. I'm a teacher for crying out loud - I should know better. I would never encourage any children to behave in this manner and I would be the first to help them stop panicking if they were. So why can't I do the same to myself? Should I be worried about this lump?