What Cancer Taught Me About Showing Up for My Clients

Here I am again. Sitting in this treatment room, watching my phone connect automatically to the wifi network that was already saved from years ago, back when I was here with my late husband. Now it’s me in the recliner, with a needle in my chest port, the same kind he had. And just like before, I am checking email. Replying to work texts. Keeping my mind busy so the hours pass a little faster.