Everyone has a story. This is mine. In 1990, at the age of 30 and just a week short of completing my graduate degree in Public Health, I went to the campus physician for a routine physical where he discovered a testicular tumor. I was given the phone number for a specialist and told good luck. Fortunately, luck was on my side. I continued on.
I actually spend very little time thinking about my own story, despite the fact that I have worked with cancer patients for over 20 years.
Now I find myself obsessively reading articles about the ever-changing health care battles, trying to separate out fact from fiction. Can I really be denied coverage because of my pre-existing condition? Will older adults have to pay more? The questions go on and on.
The health of many, many Americans will be profoundly changed for years to come by decisions being made today I Washington.
How many? Let's just take cancer. In California alone, 20 new people will be diagnosed every hour of every day.