Today marks 9 years, exactly, since Dr. L. gave me the Call.
It was a Wednesday afternoon. I was in clinic, caring for patients with blood diseases. In between seeing my patients and supervising the residents and fellows, I checked my voice mail. The message from Dr. L. said I should please contact her. Already, by the tone of her voice, I knew the results of the needle biopsy I’d had the morning before. It was positive. I had an infiltrating ductal carcinoma in the left breast.
I stayed to finish seeing the patients. Around 6PM, I went back to my office to complete notes and return calls. Only after all that was done, my desk set with a decipherable stack of tasks and charts – just in case someone else should need to complete my work, I went home.