I got a little bump on my scalp a few years back, the kind where when it was still too covid to easily go to a doctor I was able to google and get the answer of 'this is for sure a benign cyst or lipoma, you don't have to freak out about it.' It would sometimes bug me a little, mostly when I couldn't stop bugging it (a key to me knowing it was one of the above things is that I could wiggle the bump under the skin). However in the past couple of months it felt like it was getting much bigger, enough that it was REALLY bugging me, where I could not compulsively stop touching it all the time. I brought it up in my last doctor visit, and she was like, yeah, that's probably what you think it is, but go ahead and make an appointment with the dermatologist here, she can probably deal with that in like half an hour max. So I did! And then almost a week to the day before the appointment I woke up and the bump was like entirely gone! Nearly completely impalpable! No idea why! I cancelled the appointment.
"You can't fire me, I QUIT!" was how Deven put the behavior of the bump on my scalp. Honestly, at this point in my life, I can't get enough of minor medical problems just deciding to deal with themselves.
