She's been proving them wrong in a lot of areas.
In seven days, it went from a dime-size blister to half a softball on the side of her face.
You have an out-of-body experience; at least it was for me. I just remember feeling like I wasn't there.
The first one on the jaw we call 'Brutus' because he's the big mean guy, and then she has a sugar-cube size tumor on the lining of her lung.
We told the doctor not to sugarcoat it, and if our time was short we wanted to know it.
