A Real Cancer in Washington
Anne Romatowski noticed a small, soft something in the flesh below her collarbone just before Christmas. She wasn’t concerned. It was a bump on her uppermost ribs, not a lump in her breast. Still, she figured that she might as well schedule the routine mammogram she had been putting off for 10 months.
By the time her appointment came around—on a frigid Thursday afternoon, the day before Valentine’s Day—she had other worries.