And the winner is...

Hodgkin's lymphoma. It is not a definitive diagonsis, that will have to wait until they take out the whole lymph node next week, but at this point the odds have shifted heavily away from it being anything else. I wasn't even supposed to get the results today. Hell, I got told that three times. It will be a few days, we may have to do further testing, we will know then. And then they took the first sample and took it to the pathologist. And came back in and took another. And went out again. And came back in and did it again. And went out again. At which point my doctor sat down, covered my hand, and did the patented Concerned Wilson "I'm here for you" Lean, explained that Hodgkin's was likely, they have to take out the whole node to type it and do a Really, Really, For Sure statement. And then proceeded to engage in the rest of the conversation in language that assumed I had cancer. I am holding out a sliver of denial that when they take out the node it'll be all 'Haha, just kidding'...but my realistic brain tells me they are probably going to find exactly what they expect to find. On the bright side, Hodgkin's has a ridiculously high survival rate, so this is probably not going to kill me, it's just going to SUCK A WHOLE LOT. Surgery to take out the entire node is tentatively scheduled for the 12th.

Dammit.