Breast Cancer

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  • The other woman

    I can't wish she were dead; she may be dying.
  • For the bad times

    Sometimes a friend in crisis is better than a friend for life.
  • Separated by curtains, united by grief

    In a recovery room, a woman realizes the loss she has experienced, only after hearing another woman's cries.
  • A sense of threat

    Despite a lifelong love affair with death, getting breast cancer makes it clear that it is a very different love that I truly crave.
  • Time For One Thing: A positive side effect

    The risk of inheriting the gene that killed my mother had once frightened me into paralysis. But my relationship with my breast surgeon has helped me manage my fear.
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