A letter to my patient with cancer
Dear patient, I hope this letter finds you well. It seems foolish to ask if you remember me. I'm sure you couldn't forget me if you tried. I'm the centrepiece of the worst memory of your life. I was the doctor who broke the news you were dreading, that you had cancer. Stage 4 cancer, incurable cancer. I'm sure you'd recognise me if you saw me in a crowded room. My face was the last thing you saw before you lost hope. My face destroyed your world. When you're a doctor, telling a patient they are dying gets easier. It does. In fact, with time some doctors seem to forget that even though this is the hundredth or the thousandth cancer for them, it's their patients first cancer. You didn't know this then, but your cancer was my first cancer as well. Since that conversation I've diagnosed many more cancers, and I've told many more patients they are dying, but your story has stayed with me. Your story, I'm sure, will stay with me