• Dr. Teresa Cuadra, left, and Dr. Joan Waitkevicz examine a mammogram at the Beth Israel Medical Center, in New York, March 5, 1998. (Stuart Ramson/AP)


    Why I Don't Miss My Breasts

    After years of fearing the worst, culminating in a diagnosis of breast cancer, Michelle Cottle says, ‘Good riddance, girls.’

    Last month, an exceedingly talented surgeon at Sibley Memorial Hospital in Washington, D.C., fulfilled a wish I had been harboring quietly for several years: she removed both my breasts.

    Admittedly, I had been hoping to do away with “the girls” well before I wound up with breast cancer. Alas, a bad mammogram in late February revealed that I had irretrievably blown that deadline. Ultimate diagnosis: DCIS (ductal carcinoma in situ), left breast.