But a probability? Nah. Not one case of cancer anywhere in my family tree. So there it was highly unlikely that I would hear the big “C” word after my surgery. Right?
Wrong. Cancer of the thyroid, I learned. Thankfully, a very treatable stage 1. But it truly was cancer, nonetheless.
Wow. Talk about life interrupted.
And yet in the midst of it, I wondered … what does this even mean? Do I have cancer? DID I have cancer? If so, am I a “cancer survivor” when I never even knew I had it, and now it was removed?