I had a much more interesting post planned.
Then Hubby called me from work this morning. I knew from his voice that something was wrong.
He found a lump in his testicle.
My heart dropped into my stomach. The world shifted just a little bit.
I realized that we need to refocus our lives. We need to enjoy life, because we may never have children. But we have each other, and that's what matters.
He's already been to the doctor (that's how I know he was freaked the fuck out), who does not think it's cancer, but is scheduling a testicular ultrasound just to be sure.
I'm still kind of freaked out. It's probably nothing serious, but I can't handle losing him too.
Please let it be nothing.