A few months ago, I was diagnosed with cancer. In my case, it was an early detection and a relatively easy set course of action. I am well on the way to recovery, thank you. I have received plenty of support and help from those who know me and those who don’t. I have met some brilliant, hard-working doctors and been checked by some of the best. Soon, all my treatments will be over. If my luck holds, I will need no more than regular check-ups to keep me in good health. Once you are a cancer patient, you tend to meet many others. Their experiences are different even if the underlying thread is the same. The main pain comes from the treatments – as happens all too often – which can take more out of you than the disease itself. Reading Siddhartha Mukherjee’s The Emperor of All Maladies, you applaud the first pioneers who practically killed themselves to make radiotherapy a successful cancer treatment. But there is nothing remotely pleasant about going through radiation yourself even now, so many years later, with advanced and efficient machinery.

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