Love Is... (Holy Shit, I Have Cancer)
Category: WELLNESS
Love is when the CT scan comes back, and the doctor carefully, gently, sits down on the gurney next to me and asks if I would like to read it with him. Love is when I know this cancer will hurt, and will make me sick, but it will not kill me.
By Elana Miller, MD, Contributor
Psychiatrist, cancer survivor, and writer at ZenPsychiatry.com, 2013-12-28