Aubrey N. Ingram

“So, how’s married life?” Everyone asked. I never knew what to say. The truth is, our first year of marriage was tough. Very tough. Not because we’d made a mistake, not because I regretted it, not because I wanted out. I was sure we’d chosen right — but it was still surprisingly tough. I cried. A lot. Tears of frustration, pain, despair. Tears of martyrdom, spilled out on my pillow before sleep finally came. My husband withdrew into the safe, ordered world of writing computer code.

Case presentation A 16-year-old male high school athlete presented to the clinic with a progressively enlarging midline posterior neck mass. His symptoms began with “bruising” after a weightlifting session that included heavy barbell squats without neck padding. Over the next several months, this developed into a persistent, progressive, smooth lump without fluctuance, tenderness, or surrounding erythema.