Friday, July 14, 2017


     Yesterday was the first time in my year-long interpreting experience that I had to tell a woman she probably has breast cancer.

     She listened, nodded, and then started to cry. Quietly.

     The doctor handed her a tissue and said: We know this is too much to handle right now but you are in a good place here and we will take care of you (or something like that).


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