For most of my life, I have enjoyed good health. In fact, I was one of those "never late, never absent" kids at school, and to this day, I try my best to take care of my health, perhaps for good reason.
My mother was diagnosed with a brain tumor when she was 40, and I was 11. Miraculously, she lived for 18 more years, passing away when I was 29. But her diagnosis and its consequences left an indelible imprint on me.
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