It’s lung carcinoma.”
I was crying in the rain, drenched in bad news, phone pressed to ear. Not surprised by the diagnosis yet completely speechless.
The surgeon was puzzled by my tears: “We did expect this”.
She smiled later as we talked, “Either I’ll die or I won’t.”
And she didn’t. Not for 17 years.
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