Probable Cause of Hopelessness #14

That terrible December, 1986, I would drive my mother to her radiation treatments. She told me how, while lying on the table, she would visualize the radiation chasing down the cancer cells in her brain and killing them.

Well, it didn't work. The radiation was ineffective, and the cancer galloped through her body with alarming speed, so much so that the doctors admitted, with rare candor, that they were shocked at the virulence of her disease. Four months, start to finish.