He helped whoever needed it, even if they couldn’t compensate for their service. My uncle hated seeing young children being “trapped” in cancer. He hated having to tell a child’s family that their child has a life expectancy date. I can even remember him going out of his way to care for the ones that needed him the most, whether it involved him staying the night with a sick patient that was slowing dying of cancer or dropping everything to meet a patient at the ER for immediate care. After years of trying to fight off the emotional torture that was brought among him while diagnosing children with cancer, he knew it had to come to an end. On March 1, 2009, his mother passed, which caused my uncle to go into mental depression. On April 1, 2009, after my uncle was finished seeing patients at his office, he turned , looked at his employees and claimed in a soft solemn voice, “I am so tired of seeing young kids die of cancer everyday” just before walking out the door. That night, marks the night everything
He helped whoever needed it, even if they couldn’t compensate for their service. My uncle hated seeing young children being “trapped” in cancer. He hated having to tell a child’s family that their child has a life expectancy date. I can even remember him going out of his way to care for the ones that needed him the most, whether it involved him staying the night with a sick patient that was slowing dying of cancer or dropping everything to meet a patient at the ER for immediate care. After years of trying to fight off the emotional torture that was brought among him while diagnosing children with cancer, he knew it had to come to an end. On March 1, 2009, his mother passed, which caused my uncle to go into mental depression. On April 1, 2009, after my uncle was finished seeing patients at his office, he turned , looked at his employees and claimed in a soft solemn voice, “I am so tired of seeing young kids die of cancer everyday” just before walking out the door. That night, marks the night everything