Love in Two Dimensions (my tiny love story)
- Surviving Breast Cancer
- Dec 12, 2023
- 1 min read
By Sara Kandler
One doctor helped me save my father when no one would listen. Then I got cancer too, and he really seemed to care. He asked for my surgery date, and told me: “Stage one is extremely curable.” A big title and a formidable brain — I believed him. I love my husband a ton. It was Covid, and he accompanied me as much as they’d allow. He kept my secrets until I’d lurched over each hurdle, and gently advised me that we probably couldn’t invite my doctor friend for dinner. Youssef grounded me; my medicine man filled me with hope.
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