The Doctor Who Knew Too Much
“You know more than you should.”
It was Saturday, three days after the surgeon’s gentle but unmistakable pronouncement that my wife, Ruth, had breast cancer. I was on the phone with a longtime colleague who was trying to talk me out of my gloomy mood. He reminded me that as a physician at Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center in New York who only takes care of patients admitted to the hospital, I often see only those who are critically ill.