Maddy Cow has been at it again, here’s the story of another on of her adventures from last night.

I was doing my weekly feel around just now. As a cancer survivor each week I have a feel around my breasts, under arms, neck, and other bits. It’s something everyone should do, as a way of checking for things that shouldn’t be there.

Tonight was going along like any other night, Barry White was playing on the record player, the room was candle lit, I was laying on a bear skin rug, with chestnuts roasting on the fire. Ok, none of those things happened, but I’m allowed to imagine. Anyway, I was feeling around, and under my left arm I felt a lump.

Ok, sure my world just fell apart, but calm down, count to ten. No do it again, and this time take more than a nano second to do it. Ok, again and this time more than a millisecond to do it. Have a feel around, and see if it is a lump.

Ok, other side checked, back to the left arm pit, yep it’s a lump. Oh no. Is it a lump? Yes, it is a lump, I can feel it under the underarm hairs, must shave those, but not much point if there is a lump there. Oh great, Chemo City here I come.

I look down, maybe the lump isn’t as big as the pea size I am feeling. Sure as soon as I look at it, it will jump up and bite my face off, sucking on my eye balls like peanut M&M’s.

I looked, and there it was…, the lump…, the lump of head hair rolled up in a ball that somehow got lodged in my underarm. Ha!

And people have the gall to call me a hypochondriac.