Having thyroid cancer in 2009 really didn't change my life at all. I wish I could say that I had this epiphany. But I knew I was lucky before that, so it's not like I suddenly realised how lucky I am.
I told Augustus the broad outline of my miracle: diagnosed with Stage IV thyroid cancer when I was thirteen. (I didn't tell him that the diagnosis came three months after I got my first period. Like: Congratulations! You're a woman. Now die.)
Cancer did not bring me to my knees, it brought me to my feet.
El cáncer es lo mejor que me ha pasado nunca
I saw a woman wearing a sweatshirt with Guess on it. I said, Thyroid problem?