The Battering Ram of Hope When Dealing With Incurable Disease

I have an incurable disease. Hope is like a battering ram. You know, every time you hope for a remission and you don't get one, you're back to the bottom again. So at the time I first wrote that essay that you read was way back when I was about to go through a stem cell transplant. And I had been so beaten up by this disease and so disappointed. I had an oncologist who said, I really hate meeting with you, Elizabeth, because I feel like it's always just bad news. Yeah. And so it was at that time when I really questioned the concept of hope and how passive it is.