Scary Goblins

Warning: This post contains a rude word and may be offensive to persons susceptible to rude words.

Some of you know, and some of you don't, that Nathan's last dental visit was a scare for us. They took an x-ray and the dentist's words were something along the line of, "Whoa, that shouldn't be there. That could be cancer." My Leslie and Camille were sitting there in the room, trying to digest those words while Nathan had his teeth cleaned. We spent some time considering what a growth, cancerous or not would mean to Nathan and how it would affect our family. Sobering, to say the least.

Procedure sent us to an oral surgeon to have a biopsy. We waited forever for the surgeon. He had some delay in the surgery scheduled just before us. We bit our nails, read all the magazines--time doesn't fly when you're nervous. When he finally arrived, he looked at Nathan's x-ray and said, "Oh, this is a mucus sac. They sometimes blow up like this, like a little balloon. Lots of people get these, we'll just watch this for a year or two."

So, no biopsy, no cancer. Kind of anti-climactic. But we aren't sad! I was so grateful to pay a professional $45 to tell me my husband has an interesting booger! Nathan calls it his nose goblin. We are so proud!