Mother's Day

So, I had a bit of a scare this month. One I'm not totally over yet. I found a lump in my neck; not good. I wasn't overly worried, but obviously wanted to get it checked out. My prayer before I went was that the doctor would take it seriously so I could feel confident in him telling me not to worry (which is what I hoped he'd say). Well, I went in and the moment he felt the lump, I could tell that not only was he taking this very seriously, he was a bit worried himself. He told me he was going to send me right away to get my white blood cells checked and have an ultrasound of the lump. I had to go to an office across town, and he got me in for an appointment right away. He asked me to wait in the office waiting room until the results came back. So at this point, I'm worried; his worry made me think there was something to really worry about.

I had a lot of time to sit and wait and thought I'd use my time wisely by reading conference talks. I picked up where I'd left off, and finally had to stop because 3-4 in a row between the end of Saturday afternoon and the beginning of Sunday morning were all about the lessons people learned from loved ones dying. Not helpful.

I finally got a call from the doctor who had conferred with the radiologist and between what he saw and my bloodwork, the doctor wasn't worried anymore. The lump had no concerning signs and the bloodwork was totally normal. I had mentioned that in the few days before I found the lump I had gotten both my first ever Botox for migraines shots and my second COVID vaccine, and the doctor thinks that one or both of those was probably the cause for the lump. I was told to monitor the lump and take daily Ibuprofen (Jason joked that I do that most days anyway), and that within a month it should go away. It's been almost two weeks since my appointment (2.5 weeks since the things that may have caused it) and I think the lump has gone down in size, but is still very much there. I am not totally over my fears that it may be a big problem, but I am following medical advice and that's the most I can do right now. 

The reason I tell this story in my Mother's Day post is that while I am hopeful that this was a scare and nothing more, I still have been finding the mundane in life very sweet these past couple of weeks. I am reminded that life can be fleeting and we really never know what tomorrow will bring. I am beyond thankful for every day that I get to be here on earth with my precious family and hope for many, many more years to come. I love being a wife and mother more than anything else in my life. My family brings my my greatest joys. And I am grateful for the reminder of how precious time is.