My mom’s cousin, Sis, had nodes. Horrible, enormous nodes. Later my mom’s sister also had nodes. My whole childhood I remember thinking, please, just don’t let me get nodes.
Not cancer, not whatever other horrible thing, just no nodes please, Lord, please.
Probably for all those times I said “Fucker!” or “Jesus Christ!” Or some even more colorful and long-winded expletive.
It won’t be long
until I’m full-on crone.