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No, not my erect penis.
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No, not a hollow bone to get off with. (I hope)
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This isn’t a gratuitous, feel sorry for me thread. (Again, I hope)
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I’ve already had surgery to remove a blood tumor (hemangioma) that was videotaped and photographed for use at UND Med school because they had never seen it before. :rolleyes:
I’m hoping this is a simple rant on something about my body I don’t understand. What’s happened is my clavicle(?) has grown something weird. The area I’m talking about is the right side of my chest, just above the sternum. Feel along your jaw, down your neck to the first set of bones you feel. That’s the part I’m talking about.
I’ve never noticed anything before except for a couple of pimples directly on top of my sternum, that may have been ingrown hairs. They were slighlty large (about the size of a dime), turned red and itched normally. I have a hairy chest so I never paid too much attention to them. Never had to worry, they go away after a few days.
A few hours ago, I mindlessly scratched. Then noticed not only was it not in the same area, it wasn’t a pimple. Nor a boil. It’s something I’ve never felt before. It’s a bump of unknown origin. And a big one at that. How this could have come up in that last 18 hours since my last shower tells me I should pay more attention to my body. At least parts that don’t require a good rinsing of the shower floor. This must have been developing for a while.
I stayed up all night feeling it, poking it, prodding it. No pain whatsoever. It’s the bone growing. Not cartilage, not bruising, nothing but bone. Symetrically (sp?) the left side has the same small bump of bone, but about 1/4 the size. How this has missed my attention is beyond me.
I waited all night for my wife to wake to ask her to check it hoping I was imagining it. Took all of about 8 seconds for her to insist I call the doctor. (My side has a history of bone cancers) So I called and have an appointment on Monday, which is not a big deal since nothing could be done today anyway.
Again, I’m not looking for any good vibes sent my way. I’m waiting to see what happens when I see the doc. I’m optimistic that it’s something that won’t even rate an MRI. Even if it does, I insist that it’ll be something simple to fix. (Bursitis, I demand bursitis!)
What I’m pitting is my bones fucking with my head like this and I’m hoping that ranting here will somehow prevent any panic attacks over the weekend. I know that worrying about something has never solved a problem, and I’ll try to remind myself of that for the next few days.
Fuck fucked-up bone developement.