Don't say I didn't warn you.
I think I'm somewhat of a medical marvel because weird medical things happen to me. My left kidney was missing for a decade before it was finally found tucked in between an ovary and my uterus. Once I had this weird rash for a month that presented itself as circles all over my arms and legs. Not spots, CIRCLES. Like the letter O. I was convinced I had the most epic Lyme disease ever, but then it disappeared. I gave my sister a mean case of the chicken pox and nobody knew because I only had one pock. I like to think of myself as the Queen of Medical Mysteries. Okay, maybe not queen, but I'm at least a duchess. I figure I'm SOME kind of royalty. (Also, did you know "duchess" didn't have a t in it? I had to look it up, but I could've sworn it did.)
Anyway, about 5 years ago, I developed a spot on the tip of my tongue. It was large, white and painless. I just assumed it was a swollen tastebud, even though it didn't really hurt the way a tastebud often does. For the first year or so, I ignored it. You can kind of see it in this picture:
I won't zoom in because, gross, but you can definitely spy it with your little eye. I eventually started to get suspicious about it, but life happens and it wasn't my main concern until two years ago when I had a root canal and the dentist was like "Um, what is that?" (FYI medical professionals: patients don't like to hear that!) I said I didn't know but that it's been there for years. She suggested I mention it to my regular dentist next time I go in (she was just doing the root canal). I'm sure you know what's coming next...I consulted Dr. Google, because that's what people do. And let me tell you, looking up "strange growths on tongue" is NOT a pleasant experience. Just...don't. Aside from grossing myself the eff out, naturally I started to convince myself I had tongue cancer. Nothing else seemed to fit my description (In retrospect, cancer didn't fit my description either but in my Worst-Case-Scenario mind, weird growths=cancer=death).
I didn't have another dentist appointment for a while, though, so again it fell to the back burner for quite a while. My dentist finally looked at it this past summer and said he'd "never seen anything like that before" (again, medical professionals...WTF?) and that I should see their oral surgeon-which would cost me about $200 because the surgeon doesn't participate in my dental plan. I didn't make the appointment yet because I figured I would either find someone who DID take my dental plan or perhaps find an ear-nose-and-throat doc who takes my medical insurance.
I looked online that day, didn't find anything, and forgot about it because, again, life and stuff.
Don't get me wrong, I was still freaked out and feared something was terribly wrong, but I was busy with a one-year old and another on the way...and I was avoiding it. I think it was more laziness than fear, but it was definitely a combination of the two.
Two days ago I went to the dentist again. It just so happened that for the first time, the dot was hurting me. It also looked a bit more swollen than usual. I mentioned it again, and he gave me the oral surgeon's info again- except this time, I made the appointment. It is set for April 18. I'll finally get an answer.
Fast forward to today. An hour ago, I randomly went to a mirror to look at the dot...aaaaaand it was gone. It vanished. I have no idea if it fell off or just shrank or reabsorbed itself or what, but there is nothing there. No dot. I searched my whole tongue in case it, like, moved or something, but no. I don't know what to think. My appointment that I FINALLY made that is set for eight days from now will be cancelled. On a very good note, I'm assuming it's not cancer because I'm pretty sure cancerous tumors don't just fall off (although they SHOULD because cancer sucks). It's the most bizarre thing. I mean, I'm happy my tongue looks normal again. I was always worried people would think it was a piece of food...nasty.
I just...don't know. It's like it waited for me to make the appointment and then went "Sike!" It's so bizarre. So, yeah. This is my life, folks. Glamorous, huh?
In related news, I still have to go to the dentist this Wednesday because the aforementioned root canal cap doesn't quite fit properly and it hurts when food gets in there. We'll see what craziness is in store for me next! Always an adventure.
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