Let me start with a confession: the first time I ever saw a surgical microscope, I got vertigo. There’s nothing remotely ordinary about brain surgery, and when I first stepped…
Let me start with an awkward confession: I once thought of cancer as a kind of unwelcome party guest—one that just refuses to leave, no matter how many hints you…
Let me confess something odd right off the bat: I once grilled a friend on citrus fruit preferences because I heard lemons can make water taste less metallic during chemo.…
Six weeks ago, my best friend—someone I’ve known forever—was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. That moment hit me harder than any textbook, study, or medical lecture ever could. As a hematologist…
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