Several anxious days of waiting. If it was cancer, I knew what to expect: Rectal Cancer. Wasn't that my rectum, the doctor has been exploring so diligently?
But the call surprised me: it was anal cancer. HOW EMBARRASSING! Who wants to say anal? Breast cancer (many years before) had been hard enough. But everyone was used to that. Nobody got anal cancer. Just me and Farrah Fawcett Major. And (sob) look what happened to her.
I feverishly began to Google. I found out it was a rare cancer. Very treatable (although the treatment is grueling), most common in women my age AND related to certain risk factors. One of which I have here illustrated.
DON'T DO THIS.
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