Okay, Tom Petty, you know your stuff. The waiting is the hardest part...at least so far. The initial diagnosis happened so fast. It was Boom! Lump. Boom! Mammogram and ultrasound. Boom! Biopsy. Boom Boom Hiss! It’s cancer, bitches. Just two days after learning I had breast cancer I met with my breast surgeon, Dr. Boobcutter.... Continue Reading →