Around this time last year I was following up with my primary physician. I had already seen him after a trip to the urgent care led the doctor mentioning an enlarged thyroid. My doctor, the same doctor I have been seeing since I was a kid, had told me that it was nothing to worry about as he ordered bloodwork and an ultrasound. I sat listening as he ran through my numbers. Everything was good, nothing abnormal. He wrapped up and asked I had any other questions for me.
Of course I did! What about the ultrasound results. He had forgotten all about the ultrasound. He needed to leave the room to review the scans. After a few minutes the door opened and he came in. He crouched down and stared at my neck. "Oh come on," I whined. He laughed and sat down. He proceeded to draw a picture of a normal thyroid and then a picture of what my thyroid looked like.
Doc said that it was still likely nothing to worry about. I was healthy and young. He refered me to a local Ear, Nose and throat doctor. The office set the appointment up for me for early October. It was the first time I had ever been to a specialist.