When You're Sick, You'll Wait for the Answer, but None Will Come

What Happened When Susan Sontag, My Mom, and I Were Diagnosed with Cancer, and How Treatment Becomes a Metaphor

by Conner Habib



The language of health and disease, the language of treatment, is a language we don't ever really know. We hope we'll pronounce the words right.

I was on a hospital gurney in a hallway, and I'd been there, confused, for hours. I was wheeled out there after a CT scan on my abdomen.

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