I felt like I was back in Anatomy and Physiology class, Biology, Microbiology. I stared at a chart showing me that the little ball clipped out of my abdominal area was multiplying a little too quickly for comfort. Over my head two doctors were talking about mitosis and stages and whatnot. It was an aural blur. I finally raised my hand. “Does this mean I have cancer?” Well, yes it does. Gastrointestinal stromal tumors. They are unwelcome little invaders and I will start chemotherapy pills and a bunch of scans to see if the tumors are elsewhere. I am stunned into silence.