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humbles me everytime i read it
humbles me everytime i read it
More than anything, what my mother wanted from physicians was commitment and wonder. She would have celebrated with the students when they held that small pump—her heart—in their hands. She would have laughed as they noted the elaborate pathways of her veins and plucked the tendons lifting her fingers. And she would have nodded when they noted the vast distances her disease had spread—from the right lobe of her lung to her pancreas and then up and down her spine.
She would have whispered, "Study me hard, and come back to me again and again. You learn everything there is to learn from my body—so that someday you can do something about these dreadful diseases." And then she'd have looked at them straight on with those unflinching blue eyes.