Anxious predictions Grrrrrrr
Last week I had a very heavy cold and my throat and glands felt all swollen.
I looked down my throat to see whether I actually had tonsillitis and I saw a white patch on my tonsill, not like a tonsillitis lump though.
So, for the last few days, I had convinced myself I had cancer. I had visions of me being whisked off to hospital, imagining myself being told I only had X amount of time left. And, worst of all, it would all have been my own fault cos I smoke.
I told hubby about it and he made me book an appointment at the doc's today. I woke up feeling like the end of the world would happen today. Had to sit around in waiting room for half an hour, why do they always run late???
Anyway, got in there and burst into tears blimey, I felt such a plonker!
Hubby came in with me and I finally told her that I had mouth cancer. She was sooooo lovely though. Gave me a tissue and then looked in my mouth. She then said the most fantastic words "Oh it's a little cyst probably due to infection from the cold or a bit of food that has got stuck".
Jeez, I could have kissed her!
I nearly didn't go to the doc's and would have been worrying and worrying for ever. It was awful, BUT none of the predictions I had made for my outcome were true. Will I never, ever learn?
Anyway, one good thing to come out of it, I've quit smoking and will never, ever smoke again!
Kate
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