As much as I don’t really mind having had breast cancer, sometimes the long-lasting effects of that harrowing journey make me angry. I mean, I just plain get sick of them.

For instance, aching shoulders from a mastectomy and reconstruction followed by NO physical therapy. I guess the doctors didn’t realize, six years ago, that lopping off my breast and cutting and wriggling and stitching one of my major abdominal muscles into its place might affect the way some of my other muscles worked....