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Resolutions of a Cancer Doctor [nytimes.com]

 

My mom was given a diagnosis of lung cancer this past year. And whether I liked it or not, almost midway through my career, it put me squarely in the position of being re-educated about cancer from the other end of the biopsy needle. It also gave me the opportunity to approach my patients with a new resolve in the coming year.

My mother lives in Rhode Island, and I live in Ohio. It took weeks for her to get her diagnosis, and I quickly found, as family members of my own patients have told me countless times, how difficult it is to coordinate the care of your loved one from a distance. Fortunately, my mom’s cancer was caught at an early stage, and I convinced her to come to Cleveland for surgery at the hospital where I work. She was discharged from the hospital following removal of the mass to my house, where she spent the entire month of May recovering.

For anyone who has never played the role of assisted living facility for a septuagenarian who has undergone a major medical intervention, it isn’t easy, either for the patient or her host. Our expectations for participation in physical and respiratory therapy diverged wildly. I had been raised in an era in which regular exercise was approached with near religious conviction. She came of age at a time when people joked about exercise: “Can’t you pay somebody to do that for you?” And it turns out that mothers do not want to be told what to do by their sons.

[For more on this story by MIKKAEL A. SEKERES, go to https://www.nytimes.com/2018/0...cer-doctor.html?_r=0]

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