Christopher K.

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And in the end, she would. The eleven-month period between her diagnosis and death was a dark, debilitating stretch. The emotional roller coaster of fear, hope, sadness, disappointment, and ultimately, abandonment haunts me to this day. Because I spent so much time with my mother, I was given a bird’s-eye view of the entire ordeal—I even accompanied her to her daily radiation treatments. And as I held her hand in the emergency room on December 27, 1988, I looked on as she opened her eyes, glanced at me, and let out a barely audible “Michael.” It was the last word she would ever speak. This ...more
Spoiler Alert: The Hero Dies: A Memoir of Love, Loss, and Other Four-Letter Words
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