FIFTY-TWO
Dr. Benjamin Reith sat behind his desk in his office and laid out the best plan for continuing forward. He wore a shirt and tie. His white medical jacket hung on a coat rack in the corner. James noticed the variety of medical degrees and certificates displayed in picture frames on the walls. “Combined with hormone therapy, which we are going to continue, I would like to start with Chemotherapy as soon as tomorrow. Like we discussed.”
James and Charlie held hands. They sat in the chairs opposite the desk.
“What can I expect from chemo?”
“The drugs target and destroy breast cancer cells,” he said. “The drug is given intravenously. There is a room at the hospital. It is like a waiting room, really. There are TVs and leather chairs. You can bring a book or a tablet. Read. Play ga
