I've just about managed to stop poking at my lymph nodes for 5 minutes, now I'm having a fresh bout of worrying about something else: breast cancer.
According to science and the media, I'm pretty much guaranteed to get breast cancer. I'm mid-thirties and have no kids (and so have never breastfed) - check. I've never been on the pill - check. All that oestrogen swilling around my system all these years, just waiting to make cancer. Although I don't drink now I used to drink a lot, and smoked on and off - check. I am an anxious and stressed-out person - check. I guess I don't have any very close relatives who have had breast cancer, except for an aunt who died of it. I'm being silly, aren't I? Now I'll be poking my breasts until they're black and blue, waiting for the cancerous lump that I feel is sure to show up any day now