One of the students in class was holding her throat. She had a look on her face as if she hurt. I asked her if her throat was sore. She nodded, squinting her eyes to milk the moment as much as she could.
“It’s the little round things,” she said.
“Lymph nodes?” I asked.
“That’s it,” she said.
A student standing nearby said, “I had mine removed.”
I gasped. “You had your lymph nodes removed!? I don’t think so. You must mean your tonsils.”
I pointed to the scar on my neck. “If you had your lymph nodes removed, your neck would look like this.”
“Wrinkles?”
Well… yeah. That, too.