I am a cancer survivor. In 1989, I was diagnosed with a form of kidney cancer. I had just finished teaching an evening class and stopped off to pee before driving home from campus. Shockingly, my urine was bright red. I headed straight to the emergency room. The next day I met with a urologist. In the following few days and after some tests and a CAT scan, he said, "You have a malignant tumor in your kidney. It needs to come out." After the initial shock had set in, he continued, "I've scheduled an OR for next Tuesday." Eleven days after visiting the ER, I had surgery to remove my cancerous kidney, a chunk of bladder and a few lymph nodes.