A Piece of My Mind Section Editor: Roxanne K. Young, Associate Editor.
Do you know what they called me for?” The nephrologist looked at me, his expression serious, his shoulders slumped. We sat at my father's bedside. He had been admitted two days previously with fatigue, jaundice, anorexia, and a liver riddled with tumor on abdominal CT scan. My dad had received some sedation that afternoon and was sleeping, but I was not. I had briefed myself on the likely diagnoses for his tumor and knew that a cure was near impossible. I did not know, however, how much time he had left. My family and I had brought him to the hospital to explore that possibility.
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