When your sight is in peril and your spirit needs a lifeline, where do you find hope? I entered the exam room for my second cancer surgery. There was concern that the melanoma had spread to my eyelid. The planned procedure involved multiple steps each day. And would involve several days. Tissue would be removed by the surgeon, stained, and examined by the pathologist next day. If melanoma was still present, the entire process would be repeated. My wound would be left open until the pathologist reported no trace of melanoma — or I ran out of skin. I was to be awake for this procedure. Staff quickly readied the…