MY PARENTS WALKED AWAY FROM ME AT THE HOSPITAL WHEN I WAS 13 — MY MOTHER WENT PALE WHEN THE DEAN CALLED MY NAME

it. I loved understanding the human body, learning to identify illnesses, and discovering how to help people recover. I chose oncology because I wanted to support children facing the same battle I once fought.

Rachel was present for every major achievement—my white coat ceremony, the first day of clinical rotations, and residency match day. She never continue reading …