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| Date: | Friday, August 15, 1997 03:39:42 -0500 |
| From: | Jérôme |
| To: | Silvana |
I did not call you because we made it in late. While driving back from Boston, she finally agreed to treatment: radiotherapy, but no chemotherapy. I phoned from the highway, made an appointment and when we got here, we spent the better part of the day at the hospital. Her doctor was quite happy she decided to do something. Mom answered by saying I was the one who thought it would be useful.
We then had to see the radio-therapists so that mom could be well informed. Can you believe that they suggested *not* to go forward with the treatment, because they believed that the glandular functions would not come back? We knew that; the point of the treatment was to avoid things like facial paralysis, leading to eating disorders, leading to... Three weeks of work blown away in five minutes. I still wonder how I managed to control myself. Do the doctors talk to each other? I guess they learned how to destroy a patient with such blunt and outrageous communication.
I could not be more depressed. And livid. I have to stop here. Or else the keyboard will not survive.
Jer