I finally got the opportunity to ask my friendly G.P. about an alarming growth on my head. It feels like a dangerous pea-sized tumor that wiggles under my finger when I obsessively palpate it. Doc checked it out and offered a quick diagnosis. "It's a sebaceous cyst," she said, confidently.
"So, it's not cancer, then?" I confirmed.
"No," she said. "It's more like a big zit."
Good to know. I can't pop it, but it won't kill me.