A young physician's journey of recovery from surviving breast cancer to coping with the traumatic stress of providing front line care during the COVID pandemic
It is foggy this morning. It is a Sunday so I will be one of the only walkers this early. I pass the Sunday morning gathering outside of the church pantry. Times are hard, many people gather to receive food staples. The skyscrapers of downtown disappear into misty clouds. The bay is calm and glassy. …
Living through cancer is hard. I mean really hard. The kind of hard where some days you deserve a medal for even waking up in the morning. But I made it through that. And here I am. I’m considered, at least for now, cancer free. I was lucky. I didn’t have to go through chemo …