A LUMP...WHAT THE FUCK!--NOW AN ULTRASOUND

I just got back from meeting the Doctor about the lump that I am concern about from last Thursday's posting. He thinks the lump is nothing, however he is sending me for an ultrasound...just to be sure. I know Doctors have learned not to excite their patients and I am not the excitable type unless of course you mess with my kids. So I am taking this in stride too, I mean what else is there to do? So I am putting this in the back of mind as I make the appointment for the ultrasound. As I said to the Doctor--as a African-American woman, I just couldn't let this lump/nodule go un-looked at. Of course he said he understood--I really don't care if he did or didn't. I like being alive and being alive mean ensuring that I stay alive by accessing the best medical care I can get and I have EXCELLENT health insurance. OK it is lunch time in my universe and I must go and throw in the frozen pizza in the oven for the little darlings.