Just after Christmas last year, Elana Miller, a young American pyschiatrist wrote a blog post which went viral. Her text ‚Love is…(holy shit, I have cancer)‘ about her truthful and acute response to the sudden and life-changing diagnosis of a rare T-cell Lymphoma was liked, shared, translated into several languages and spread across the world. Her response was one of shock, anxiousness, sadness but overwhelmingly of hope and fighting spirit.

Half a year later, I wondered how Elana was getting on under her treatment and peeped into her blog Zen Psychiatry . And you know what? She’s having a hard time of it. She writes: ‚I thought having cancer would be the worst part about having cancer, but it’s not.‘ Because life doesn’t stop throwing its challenges along the way, just because you have cancer. There are still nasty landlords and break-ups to deal with. And it simply doesn’t seem fair. I’m wishing Elana lots of strength, a bit of luck again in life and renewed hope. 

Hope can certainly be found in the story and work of Kate Granger, a young British doctor suffering from a terminal cancer. Kate has written books, pieces for the Guardian and campaigns heavily for better care of the terminally ill. Starting with the doctors who look after them. Her campaign ‚Hello my name is…‘ is on the surface one which remind doctors to always introduce themselves to patients by name (as Kate went from being a doctor to suddenly having to be a patient, she noticed that this was not always a given), but represents a call for a more holistic and compassionate provision of medical care. I’m looking forward to reading her book ‚The Other Side‘ – her story as a patient through a doctor’s eyes. I have a feeling I will learn a lot from it.