Today marks exactly eight years since Dr. L., the fine radiologist who may have saved my life, called to let me know about my breast cancer diagnosis.
With deep-felt thanks to my doctors, my friends, my family,
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Essential Lessons
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- Can Anyone Be a Patient Advocate?
- Considering the Significance of a Doctor's White Coat
- Finding Kindness and Introspection in ‘Half Empty,’ a Book of Essays by David Rakoff
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- How to Avoid Death in the ICU
- I Support Health Care Reform
- In Defense of Primary Care, and of Sub-Sub-Sub-Specialists
- Live-Blogging a Book, and the Earthquake
- Mammography News Spawns False Hope That Breast Cancer is Not a Dangerous Disease
- Notes on Crazy Sexy Cancer
- Notes on the Social History of American Medicine, Self Reliance and Health Care, Today
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- The "Survivor" Term after BC: Is There a Better Expression?
- The Importance of the Term 'Patient' In Health Care
- The Physical Exam’s Value is Not Just Emotional
- The U-Shaped Curve of Happiness
- To Screen is Human
- What's Missing in the Recent Mammography Study?
- Why Hurricanes Remind Me of Patient Care
- You're Sick and I'm Not, Too Bad
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