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Article: Caring for Blythe. (At the well: women & cancer).
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- The Other Side
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- May 1, 2003
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The large, brown, wooden chair enveloped my four-year-old daughter, Blythe, and me as I rocked to calm us both. It was the only warm feature in the shaded, dull, blue-gray hospital room. The creaking of the chair and my churning thoughts competed with the slow, beating pulse of Blythe's I.V. machine. Hospital rooms, even the ones for children, give you plenty of time to reflect, because there are no good times for anything else like sleeping, laughing, eating, or dressing.
After Blythe's diagnosis with leukemia in 1992 and her relapse in 1993 and throughout her treatment, my life centered around hers. Before her illness, I oversaw the operation of five city ...