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"It was October 2019 when my new OB-GYN ― let’s call her Dr. Can’t Be Bothered ― gave me what I considered to be life-changing news," says guest writer Taryn Hillin.⁠ ⁠ “You have a two-centimeter tumor on your uterine cervix,” she said, without even a hint of concern. For me, those words felt like a knife to the gut."⁠ ⁠ "Do I have cancer?"⁠ ⁠ "'No, no,' Dr. Can’t Be Bothered assured me. 'This is not how cancer behaves.' Then she added a sentence I’ll never forget: 'For you to have cancer at this age, with this medical history, it would be like winning the lottery.'"⁠ ⁠ "She explained I would need a biopsy ... Not wanting this tumor-thingy hanging over my head, I asked to schedule the surgery as quickly as possible. Dr. CBB once again told me there was no rush, even though the radiology report stated the tumor was 'of concern.'"⁠ ⁠ "In fact, she was going on vacation for two weeks and her schedule was full. We would have to put off the procedure for at least four weeks."⁠ ⁠ Read the full essay in our link in bio. ⁠

April 17, 2022