“Hallelujah!” she cries, clapping rail thin hands. I smile and take off the blood pressure cuff.
“I take it, it’s good news!” I say with a smile.
“Free,” she says, overcome with apparent joy.
“What was that?” I ask as tears stream down her cheeks.
She sniffs and laughs all at once, “Cancer free, I’m cancer free!”
And as I clasp her hands and smile, we both start to cry.