No one seems to care that I was so terrified by that cruel doctor, out of misplaced loyalty to another, that I cannot trust their results of my breast C results. I think they only took lipedema lumps and called it cancer to make an unhinged person happy, think I would suffer. I cannot be suffering nearly as much as that crazy person, to go through all the plots to try & harm me. I don't know who could live with someone like that. She needs mental help.
Meanwhile, I am Schrodinger's cat. Meow.