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 That itself shows her commitment and hard work. In the very few conversations I had with her, I quite felt the immense confidence and courage in that fragile body frame (may be effect of chemotherapy). She was someone capable of bringing a difference to many in the society and I hope she ends up doing it. I don't know how much her MD in Anesthetics (if I guess right) will help her in that, but a good doctor could change a lot of lives. 

 

-That said, we were undergoing the same regime of high dose chemotherapy and both of us were scheduled for a Bone Marrow Transplant soon after. Our conversations often hovered just around treatment regime, hospital doctors, medicines etc. of which she is kind of an expert, and for me, it was all new. May be that deceived me a little. She rarely talked about her earlier stint in Vellore, but her mother and sister gave me lot of details regarding it. I still remember how exactly she was diagnosed for the first time (if she knew I would write about it, she might have never told me any of these :)). But I don’t really know anything about exactly how the relapse happened, except that, I had called her just before the blood test result came to enquire about the details of chemotherapy. Nobody needs to teach me the art of survival, but seldom we find someone who survives catastrophes so elegantly that makes us look back at our whole life and feel ashamed.

+That said, we were undergoing the same regime of high dose chemotherapy and both of us were scheduled for a Bone Marrow Transplant soon after. Our conversations often hovered just around treatment regime, hospital doctors, medicines etc. of which she is kind of an expert, and for me, it was all new. May be that deceived me a little. She rarely talked about her earlier stint in Vellore, but her mother and sister gave me lot of details regarding it. I still remember how exactly she was diagnosed for the first time (if she knew I would write about it, she might have never told me any of these :)). But I don't really know anything about exactly how the relapse happened, except that, I had called her just before the blood test result came to enquire about the details of chemotherapy. Nobody needs to teach me the art of survival, but seldom we find someone who survives catastrophes so elegantly that makes us look back at our whole life and feel ashamed.

 

-All my life as an adult, I led a quite secured one. I made my choices on instincts. Even though doubtful about the paths I liked to explore, my family always stood beside me. But for her, practically her adult life started with ALL, and it was completely under the shadow of one of the most dangerous diseases in existence. I can’t really imagine living so, let alone actually suffering from it. At least I had some 7 years of no-worry and I still have great support and help for being the people’s man that I am.

+All my life as an adult, I led a quite secured one. I made my choices on instincts. Even though doubtful about the paths I liked to explore, my family always stood beside me. But for her, practically her adult life started with ALL, and it was completely under the shadow of one of the most dangerous diseases in existence. I can't really imagine living so, let alone actually suffering from it. At least I had some 7 years of no-worry and I still have great support and help for being the people's man that I am.

 

 She once said that seeing lot of successful BMT patients during OP was comforting. Likewise for me, it was comforting to see, befriend and have some wonderful time as well, with someone of my own age and superior scholarly attitude next door. To crown it, seeing her successfully go through the BMT and the difficulties soon after was really helping my confidence too.