The office of my surgical oncologist must be in the plastic surgery annex of the hospital. There is a poster on the exam room door asking patients if they are bothered by the fullness beneath their chin (and offering a solution to that “problem”), as well as a display in the waiting room promising that “everyone will notice but no one will know” that the patient has had some sort of wrinkle reduction procedure. (There’s no such promise made for cancer patients, however. Everyone notices and everyone knows). Sitting in these spaces a few months ago, I wished I was one of the lucky people who had the time and…