Where’s our victory parade?
Optimism and realism during my wife’s cancer treatment
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4 min readMay 8, 2024
Something finished today. It was the final radiotherapy session, and I was feeling good. I thought it was a big moment, but my wife disagreed, giving me a mild telling off as we drove home. She could still feel the Sword of Damocles above her head, and there was to be no celebration.