On my 22nd birthday, doctors found “something” (apparently the official medical term) on my left kidney. Although they weren’t sure exactly what it was, my doctors decided to treat it as if it was actually a cancerous tumour and planned for a surgery that would not potentially release any of the “thing”‘s cells into the rest of my body. I underwent a radical nephrectomy about a month and a half after the discovery and post-operative analysis showed that the “thing” was papillary cell cancer. The doctors were sure that they had managed to remove the entire tumour without any sort of rupture and so decided that no further treatment was necessary. That was almost nine years ago. The only lasting repercussions have been the need for an annual scan and an appreciation for life that most people my age do not have.