October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month, so the reminders are everywhere - it's practically trendy. Even Murphy Brown has it. Almost exactly one year ago, I had a mastectomy, and I checked Musa Mayer's book out of the library along with many other volumes on breast cancer. As I read it, I kept thinking, "This is me," and "I could have written this book!" She describes diagnosis, surgery, chemotherapy, and recovery vividly and convincingly. I was relieved to find out that she even scanned the newspaper's obituary columns, just as I did, in a morbid search for women who had died young of cancer. She went through the fear, uncertainty, self-blame, depression, and shifts in relationships that most women with breast cancer experience, as I know now. She assuaged her anxiety by seeking information; she dabbled in alternative healing methods; essentially she just went forward with her life on a new basis. As soon as I returned the library book I bought a copy of Examining Myself, to re-read and le