When I last saw this woman 10 years ago, she was given a year to live. Today she is fine - and a medical enigma
Just before I go home, there is the final patient of the day to see. This is not my usual clinic, and I am covering a colleague, but the patient’s name sounds familiar. She rises with a spring in her step that has me surreptitiously double-checking her age of 80. As she comes closer, her face breaks into a smile that I attribute to anxiety. No one smiles like that in a cancer clinic.
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