"Hey listen," she said, "you don't have to talk to me if you don't want to. And don't think I don't empathize with you. I mean, that's a weird deal you got there. But...you know it will be bad for you no matter what. At least if we keep working at it, your experience will help someone else. I mean, if we isolate the parts that took care of your cancer, then you are helping to save lives right now." And that actually made sense. I didn't like it, but it made sense.

"Okay, what do you want to know?" I asked. She started to ask questions. How increased was...