What do I know today?

I will not write my feelings about the “news” and President Trump.  I will not write my feelings about what I fear of the future of our country.  But one thing I’ve learned lately is:  feelings aren’t facts.  I wish the fake news networks knew this!

That phrase helps me immensely, especially when it comes to my medical status.  I have a growth (tumor?)  on  my tongue and have a visit with the ENT this week.  These growths aren’t new; that’s the whole Cowden Syndrome thing in a nutshell.  Without going into too much gritty detail I have seen an ENT before about these things, and he told me I would have to go to the O.R. to have them removed.  I am scared.  I am terrified, to be very honest. I don’t want any more visits to the O.R.  I have to center my attention and energy on what I do know.  And in fact, I don’t know anything today.  Maybe he can snip it right off?

This new growth is large, again new, and here’s what I find most peculiar about this entire thing:  when I was 2 years old I had surgery to remove a “growth” on my gigantic tonsils.  My mom just told me the thing on my tongue now looks almost identical to what was on my tonsil over 40 years ago.

Coincidence?

Of course not.