I am just a man. Never has this been clarified more readily than with my wife's ordeal with breast cancer. This book is written from a husband's view. I was ill-prepared emotionally and intellectually for the circumstances we faced. Debbie had been engaged in this seemingly fruitless battle with breast cancer for five years. The life threatening asthma was brought on by surgical decisions and silicone gel implants. This causation is my own opinion, but it is supported by observation, anecdotal evidence, and unskilled, but experiential, analysis. The cancer appeared in early January of 1990, a...

The year was 2004 and it seemed like a good idea to buy a lovely condo in the Art Deco District of South Beach or Miami Beach to all those north of Fort Lauderdale. I really didn't like Florida all that much and Miami seemed like a foreign country, but it still felt like a good idea to buy this condo. When I retired from the investment business in 2006, I moved from Washington, DC to South Beach. I bought some new shorts, a few Cubano shirts, became addicted to shots of Cuban coffee and ate a lot of black beans and rice. It was clear that I didn't belong because I had to wear large brimmed...

A journey of a couple through the tribulations of breast cancer. The hurdles were numerous and arduous. Some were of their own making. Others sprang from the ego and inhumanity of medical practitioners. Perhaps you can avoid the mistakes Debbie and I made.