The man who never goes to the doctor announces that he has an appointment for a physical. And oh yeah, he has this lump above his collarbone he's going to ask about as well. Okay. After the visit, the word is that it's probably nothing but let's test it to be sure.
Two weeks later the man who is never sick is in the hospital for a biopsy with a working diagnosis of lymphoma.
Terrified doesn't even begin to describe it. We've only been married for a year! We want a baby. He climbed a damn mountain on vacation 3 weeks ago. We can't be facing this now. Not. Possible.
And yet, here we are. Follicular lymphoma. I need a place to vent and share this insane experience. Here we go.