Before Surgery I’ve had a terrible secret for four years. Not even my mother knows. I’m sixteen, and I’m deformed. My left breast began developing when I was twelve. At first I though it was weird that my right side wasn’t as big. But I figured that sometimes it happens this way. Was I wrong! [...]
Before Surgery Of all of the indelible moments in my life, being told that I had cancer stands out above all the rest. My wedding, giving birth to my two wonderful sons, the death of my father, they pale in comparison to the shift that took place in my doctor’s office on that Thursday afternoon. [...]
Before Surgery I’m embarrassed to tell you that I used to love to look at myself in the mirror. I don’t anymore. I try to divert my gaze whenever I can. When I have to look to put on my makeup or do my hair, I see my mother. I don’t recognize myself. I feel [...]