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chemotherapy is restarted. Somewhere along the way her husband loses his job. Ive stopped counting tragedies because she never does. As her primary care physician for the last three years, I have deeply felt the limits of what I can offer. I can link her to the best oncologists. During times of cancer stability, I can offer her the comfort of clinic visits spent discussing minor ailments, flu vaccines, the basics. And I can be there on the other end of her e-mails and telephone calls, which I am still afraid to answer sometimes . . . afraid to let her down with my limitations one more time. Despite this, she is my most grateful patient. Always remarking on how lucky she feels to have such good doctors. She sends me thank-you notes and holiday cards with pictures of her family, and I hang them up. She is grateful that I am present and that is enough. It is not fair. She gives me so much more than this. To me she is a hero. She is mother of the year. She is full of grace and power. I wish I could tell her how grateful I am for what she is showing me, but it would embarrass her. She shrinks from the bright light of my amazement at her strength. Hers is the quiet courage of living each day. Of watching her kids grow and of being there. Of carrying on because What else can I do? I rarely see her cry. When she questions why these years have been filled with so many challenges, it is with more wonder than grief. She fights for more than three years, the full extent of her disease often masked by her youth. She dies in the ICU after her lungs quickly fill with tumor. It is hard to let her go, but she made it clear she is not afraid to die. As her strength fades, I can see it ripple through her husband as he makes choices she would have made. Her daughter is 3. Her son is 8. Sometimes I wonder why she had to die so young. Why she had to suffer. Why the bad news kept on coming. Why I couldnt help her more. And then I thank God for the gift of knowing her.
Wendy Stead, MD
Author Affiliation: Division of General Medicine and Primary Care, Division of Infectious Diseases, Beth Israel Deaconess Medical Center, Harvard Medical School, Boston, Massachusetts (wstead@bidmc.harvard.edu). Acknowledgment: Thanks to my patients family for sharing her with all of us and for permission to publish her story. Conflict of Interest Disclosures: The author has completed and submitted the ICMJE Form for Disclosure of Potential Conflicts of Interest and none were reported.