Polly, my mother, was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s lymphoma in 1971. There was no Internet, but she had a doctor that partnered with her and was open to the latest clinical research. There was also a librarian who helped find information using the good old Dewey Decimal System, microfiche, and big tomes of Index Medicus. She was empowered by information, trust in a good doctor, and the abundant love of family and friends. My mother beat her six-month death sentence and lived an extra seven years beyond her original prognosis.
After her death, I made the personal, professional. I studied public health and economics at the University of Michigan. For three decades, I have advised stakeholders across the health/care ecosystem in the U.S. and Europe.