Three weeks ago, I learned that my recent surgery was not as successful in capturing all the cancer that we had originally expected. I redid the PSA test that very day to see if it could have been a testing error; it wasn’t. Today, I’m back in the waiting room of the Cancer Center, where I will learn just how fast the cancer is growing. It is a solemn, quiet space, each person buried in their own thoughts & worlds. It’s like a fog. We know the world is bustling around us, but here, in this room, all is stopped.