Ito smooth a sheet. The wait begins. It's just a cyst. It's got to be just a cyst. That's what everyone tells me about the lump in my breast.
Journalists make the worst patients.
We have a need constantly to seek information we aren't supposed to have. We turn doctor appointments into interviews. My poor surgeon sets up an appointment and I show up with two pages of typed questions, a tape recorder and two notebooks. The strangest thing about having cancer is I feel great. I don't drink alcohol, do drugs, smoke, eat meat or drink caffeine.