My parents abandoned me in a hospital at 13 because my ca.nc.er treatment was “too expensive.” 15 years later, hearing I was the Valedictorian of Columbia University College, they demanded VIP tickets

table, wrapped in a paper gown that would not stay closed. My legs dangled above the floor because I was small for my age, and I was shaking so hard the paper crinkled with every breath.

Dr. Collins had just given us the diagnosis.

Acute lymphoblastic leukemia.

He explained that it was one of the most common childhood cancers. He tried to sound hopeful.continue reading …