Statistics are not destiny: a story of hope in oncology
I arrived at the office early that morning. The hospital still carried that mixture of stale coffee, disinfectant, and human exhaustion that exists only in medical corridors before eight in the morning. When I opened the door to the first examination room, I smiled peacefully. There sat Leon and Ilana. I had known them for so many years that it was impossible to remember when we had stopped addressing each …
Statistics are not destiny: a story of hope in oncology
