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fostering the humanistic practice of medicine publishing personal accounts of illness and healing encouraging health care advocacy

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“Am I going to die?”
Little sister, in recovery, hair splayed behind her like wings,
eyes round.
“No,” I say, “they’ll fix it.”
Twelve years ago.
She was 47, then.

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