Three days ago, we found a tiny lump in Richard's lower body. While the hubby assured me that it's probably nothing serious, I was worried like crazy. My paranoid mind went into overdrive: I suddenly remembered my lola Aning and her cancer; how it all started from a small lump, etc. To say that I was distraught is an understatement -- I was terrified. Ofcourse, I kept this all to myself because I didn't want Richard to worry about me. I should be worried about him, not the other way around.
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I made Richard promise that we should go and see a doctor asap and he agreed. So yesterday, we went. I was a bundle of nerves, I tell you. I kept praying and praying...I prepared myself for the worst. It might seem overacting to some, but we're talking about the love of my life here. I have every right to be so.
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So we went to see a surgeon who said that the tiny lump is nothing but a harmless cyst. The moment he mentioned the word "harmless", I was soo relieved! You can not imagine how happy I was at that moment. I guess that's how one would feel if they won the Lotto.
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The surgeon went on the explain, but my mind kinda stopped listening the moment I heard him say it's harmless because that's all I really needed to know. I do remember him saying that we can have it removed if we want to, but it's not that urgent.
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From this experience, I have a lot to be thankful for. First, my husband's health. I'm also thankful that my husband kept his promise to see a doctor asap. I asked him if he was scared, he said no so probably the only reason why he went was to keep me from worrying. For that, I believe I am truly blessed with a wonderful husband. Thank you, Jesus for making everything ok. I pray that You will continue to bless him with good health in the years to come.
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