During the past three years I have been diagnosed with and treated for breast cancer twice. I dealt with each occurrence differently.
In the beginning, I can only say that I was devastated when the phone call came from my surgeon to tell me the results of the biopsy I had undergone were positive and a surgical procedure would be necessary. Fortunately, there was a chair close by. I collapsed into it and began to weep. The surgeon’s voice came across the wire: “Don’t get all weepy on me … you’re not the only woman who has breast cancer.”
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