“We will be friends by the end of your treatment,” Asha told me right after I learned my treatment would take one year. I didn’t believe it at the time. But it became true.
Over the course of my 24 infusions of herceptin, I watched my nurse get more and more pregnant. We talked about picking a name. By my last treatment, Asha and the other nurse that day were blowing bubbles on me to celebrate and I almost felt sad to be leaving this behind.
At the beginning of my journey, I didn’t expect to make new friends among the staff at the hospital, but I did. Nurse Appreciation Week is the same week as Mother’s Day and I see the parallels since I felt so nurtured by the nursing staff at Memorial Sloan Kettering, the same way I felt nurtured by my mother and my mother-in-law. I can not express enough my appreciation for Asha and the other nurses who helped me and my family get through one of the hardest times of our lives with kindness, empathy and friendship.