August 15, 2009
The day I have worried about, fought for, and pushed for, is finally here. Last time I had surgery, 26 years ago, two healthy full-term babies, a boy and a girl, were removed from my body. This time the surgeon will remove a specimen of malignant neoplastic tissue, surrounded, I suppose, by normal grizzle and [...]
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August 14, 2009
Pre-op at 2.30 P.M. I wait for 50 minutes although the enormous waiting room is practically empty. Finally, I walk up to the desk to find out how much longer before they can see me. The attendant flies up from her chair, returns right away, and assures me “only a few more minutes.” She comforts [...]
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