Its in the Past.I was sitting in a room that stank of sterlization when I got the news. It was right after my accident and I remember my bandages were begining to itch. The doctor walked in with this look on his face. All I can recall of that man was that look. His features blended into the overpowering white walls of the room. He looked me in my one good eye and said, with a sigh, "We have good news and bad news. Good news, there was no real damage to the eye. It should regain sight in a few months. Bad news, we found a lump during our exam. You have a tumor." Fora moment time stopped, an endless eternity; just me and those few words. Four words that took