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I grew used to being sick and looking forward to recovering.

Then I grew used to being well again for a short while, knowing I'd be sick again sooner or later.

Then I grew used to having no prognosis at all, because with a mysterious disease, all things are possible.

My existence shrank fr…

[...] then he broke up with me.

I was very sad, but I enrolled in five classes the next semester nad made a list of goals including run at least twice a week and avoid all time-wasting social engagements.

The sixth sense is not psychic vision but proprioception, the perception of where the body is in space.

One day he told me his terminal patient, the one with all the classical records, had died.

How many other terminal patients did he have? How many deaths had my hem-onc witnessed? DId he feel like a failure when his patients died? And by that metric, what case isn't a failure, in the end?

What…