Last week, my middle daughter, 15, found a large lump in her throat. It was about the size of a quarter. When she pointed it out, it was very visible.
The doctor said, after viewing the ultra-sound pics, that it was either a cyst with an unusual hardened mass inside or a carsanoma, [not sure of spelling] a cancer attached to her thyroid. We won't know for sure until they do a biopsy on the lump next Tuesday. At any rate, both are rare and not life threatening if removed in time. For now she complains of being very tired all the time and while she does not feel upset, looks like she is on the verge of tears.
We discussed what would happen if the doctor found it to be cancer and needed to remove it. The blood issue came next. Because she was raised in the organization, I needed to know what her view on blood was at this point in her life since we had discussed the blood issue in light of the WTBTS's "new light" on the blood issue. After about an hour of discussion she said that she would rather die than take another person's blood into her body . . . not even blood components or blood fractions. I did not say anything, but now, I wanted to die.
She then asked, "is it possible to donate my own blood and have them give it me if I were to need it?"
I wanted to cry with the relief I felt at that moment. Good girl, I thought.
Just wanted to share . . . Corvin