The Joy of Saying No

Fear of dying by age 40, far outweighed the potential discomfort I tended to sense in others when I so much as contemplated saying no. The look of confusion and irritation on my consultant's face made it clear that it had been me. It hit me that no one was coming to save me. So I explained that since they didn't know why I had the disease and the steroids clearly weren't solving anything, I was going to explore other options. Eight months later, she was in remission from her incurable disease,. Had begun radically overhauling every area of her life and was in a new relationship with her now husband. She did employ some alternative therapies, kinesiology and acupuncture but