April 1st, 2008
05:00 PM ET

Senator John McCain, melanoma, and me

In 1995, as a 20-year-old sophomore in college having the time of my life, I got the call that rocked my world.  More like the message on my answering machine, since I was in Sociology 101 when the nurse called.  It sounded something like this (imagine frantic nasally voice here): 

"Ms. Jones, this is the doctor's office.  You need to call us immediately.  We have been calling all morning and can't get in touch with you.  You have cancer so please call us at xxx..." You get the drift. 

Now, aside from what I considered the worst possible way to tell someone they had cancer, I knew I had a long road ahead.  Four days later I was sitting in the surgeon's office listening to what he would do to me...


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