How I Learned to Thrive in the Face of Metastatic Cancer
Thirteen years ago, I sat in a waiting room for my consultation with the board of doctors who would decide how my cancer journey would proceed. As I sat there shaking, palms sweating, with tears in my eyes and a knot in my stomach, a woman next to me leaned over and whispered softly in my ear, “Ninety-nine percent of this fight will be your mental fight.”
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