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Two days before my health insurance expires, and wouldn’t you know it, I think I might need a trip to the emergency room.  This morning, whilst shaving, I discovered a slightly tender bump in my jaw.  Hypochondria runs in my family, so of course, my first thought was, “You have cancer and are going to die inside of a month.  So much for grad school.”  Let me tell you, Google does not help the situation.

The “You Have A Tumor” thought is immediately tempered by some other contextual information.  I’ve had this bleeding gums issue for the past few weeks, and it hasn’t gotten any better despite more rigorous flossing and the terrible, cleansing fire of Listerine.  In all likelihood, I have some kind of oral infection that has now spread to a nearby gland.  The odds of the two things not being related would require House levels of implausibility.

So I doubt I’m going to die (though the thought Keeps.  On.  Popping.  Into.  My.  Brain.), and a course of antibiotics will probably fix this.  Nevertheless, I’ll need to get this looked at sooner rather than later.  Since I only have forty-eight hours of insurance coverage left, that means a trip to the ER after work.  Awesome.