Lena first noticed it on a Tuesday, during the final stretch of her morning run. A prickling heat bloomed under her arms, sharper than usual, followed by a strange, tight pressure—like two small grapes had lodged themselves beneath her skin.
“That doesn’t mean it doesn’t suck,” her friend said. sweat glands swollen under armpits
She slowed to a walk, dabbing her sleeve against her brow. The sensation faded, and she chalked it up to humidity or a new laundry detergent. But by Thursday, the grapes had turned into almonds. Tender, swollen almonds that ached when she lowered her arms. Lena first noticed it on a Tuesday, during