Life is just full of fun surprises.

For instance, like that huge lump I have discovered in the back of my throat. The one that is making swallowing diffucult. The one that could continue to grow until I suddenly can't breathe anymore. Yeah. "SURPRISE SURPRISE, AMANDA," says Life. It hands me a greeting card that says simply, "This is most likely something serious. Good luck with that!"

I suppose I shouldn't complain. I've been fairly lucky up until now. I had a bunch of operations when I was a baby. I was born with a blockage in one of my kidneys, so I had to have most of one removed. Then after that, the only operation I had to have was back in April, when I had  my wisdom teeth taken out. But something tells me that this could actually be more serious than the other two. What is a lump? A lump can be many things: a tumor, a cyst, a nodule...blah blah blah. Take your pick! Personally, I don't want any of them, because no matter what, it means one thing: operation. And who wants an operation done on their throat? Well, not me! In fact, the mere thought of it makes me hella nervous. Actually, the whole situation makes me nervous. I made a doctor's appointment yesterday, to have it checked out. They couldn't fit me in until next Monday. A lot can happen in a week. This lump could continue to grow until I'm gasping for breath. And then what? Go to the emergency room? What would they do for me? They could remove it, but would that be such a good idea? Nobody even knows what it is right now. Perhaps it is something that shouldn't be removed. Ugh. Who knows.

I shouldn't even be talking about this, but I'm having a hard time swallowing this morning, and I can feel the lump in my throat...and it's making me  nervous. I tend to reveal too much when I'm nervous.