Bad News comes in all forms…..like…..
“The masses we biopsied are cancer.”
I was driving back to my office after a business lunch.
The September day was bright and sunny. I was still eager in my brand new job and this call from the doctor shook me deep.
All I could do was nod quietly and ask what is next.
This was the worst phone call ever.
The morning of this call my 16 year old Step Daughter was in a fender bender which totally her new (less than 2 weeks old, but used) car.
Bad news was this day’s theme.
I had to shake off the stun and the sting before I called my partner.
