Longer version - so, went to the hospital, Dunc my lovely yummy hubby came with me for support. We got there early - as is often my wish, not much reading material in the waiting area, a golf magazine, 2 French apartment magazines AND a magazine just about parrots!!!!! Well it made me smile!!!
Eventually went in, think the doc and his nurse were concerned to see Dunc there too - I explained he was there cos I had been so freaked out. The Doctor was lovely, asked me to go through the story so far, and explained he was a mouth and throat cancer specialist. After my long story - he lay me back on the chair - a lot like the dentist chair - and really had a good root around. He was pulling my tongue one way and poking down my throat the other side - I'm very surprised I didn't puke, nearly got him!!!!
And he sat me up and said 'well I can tell you right now, there is nothing cancerous down there, you do not have cancer, you will live to see another day' - I nearly burst into tears with relief at that point, but held it in.
He is still not sure what it is but thinks maybe it's just something from the viral infection I had 5 weeks ago that is just going to take a while to clear up, sadly no medication will help it. If it's not better in 4 weeks I have to go back and have the camera down the throat thing.
But... whatever happens now is OK, I do not have the dreaded 'C' word and was able to walk out smiling - burst into tears straight away but happy tears!!!