I've done so much alone, but not alone
Sitting in the hospital next to ones daughter, with an adorable young doctor crying while typing in her pass-code is something one does not easily forget. My daughter looked at me and said "Mom she's crying." I remember thinking so many things but nothing came out of my mouth. I just looked at her, watched the other doctor frantically answer pages, and run in and out of the room; I could not speak. I could not even cry. She pulled up the X-ray that they were so frantically talking about us needing to see. These doctors told us oncologists were on their way to meet us. That it looked like cancer and we needed to see the oncologists. My daughter and I, alone, sat there astonished looking at this x-ray of her pelvis. I said ignorantly and loudly "Where's the bone over here?" while pointing at the big empty spot on the right side of the screen. The young doctor just started wiping her tears even more. The older doctor started apologizing for his candid behavior ...