On May 5, I’ll be sporting a back-drafty hospital gown with black dress socks while watching “Judge Judy” in a waiting room. On top of that, I'll be double-fisting barium sulfate smoothies that make my insides glow for MRI machines.

Not coincidentally, May 5 will mark the two-year anniversary of the discovery and panicked removal of a golf-ball-sized tumor in my pelvis.

I got off ridiculously easy: no chemotherapy, no radiation. Just snip-snip and sew-it-up. Tonsillitis would have been scarier. Today, I’m as healthy as a horse who does vinyasa-flow yoga.

The only bummer: regular MRIs to spot renegade cancer cells trying to make trouble.
The bright side: hobnobbing with an honest-to-goodness legend of modern medicine - celebrity oncologist Dr. Lawrence Einhorn.

You’ve seen him. He’s Lance Armstrong’s doctor, and mine. He virtually invented the treatment regimen for testicular cancer. You could argue that he’s saved more than 200,000 lives, and counting.

But you wouldn’t know it by looking on Angie’s List. No reports. No grades. Just another name.

Look, people. We’re serious at Angie’s List about rating physicians and other medical professionals. But we can’t do it alone. We need you to click on your doctors and submit reports.

I bet your internist, dermatologist, dentist, psychiatrist and oncologist are all on there. Get on Angie's List and write about them. If they're not, be the first person to submit a report on them.

There are thousands of doctors as talented and essential as Dr. Einhorn. Please tell your fellow Angie's List members about them.

Not everyone will be as lucky with their diagnosis and recovery as I was, but you can help people find the best care possible. Barium smoothies are better than the alternative.