Tuesday, August 01, 2006

my friend kate has an incredible photo essay on her many trips under the knife to have tumors removed from her breasts up on utata speaks. scary and powerful:

My breasts are starting to resemble a game of tic-tac-toe. When I was 17, I felt the first lump in my right breast. I knew it was sizeable; when I touched it, I’d picture a peanut, still in the shell. But the surgeon all but laughed during the consultation. "More like a pea," he assured me. A few weeks later when I was prone on an operating table, dwarfed under piles of wires, he remarked in surprise: "Would you look at that! There's another one!" A second tumor was nestled beneath the first; they were hooked together like a barbell. I was too flustered and nauseous to snarl "I told you so."