Cancer story 2



Ageless, petite, dressed in her usual ankle length tights and colorful full shirt.  Sitting next to me.  Waiting for our turn to get zapped in the radiation room.

She said when her mother died of cancer, she didn’t know how to help.  Now she knows how to help.

She volunteers her hair dressing services to hospice. Very helpful and very satisfying.

She is worried.  Her cancer is progressing.  Who will take care of her hospice patients when she is gone?

I said, “Then, you need to get better so you can continue to take care of them.”



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