I am a top surgeon, a woman, and the breadwinner of this family. Until an overuse retinal detachment left me lying in the consulting room - instantly turning me from a pillar of support to a negative asset in urgent need of liquidation.
The mother-in-law's calculations were crackling: "With the bonus gone, where will the money for the international class come from?" The husband whispered to the side: "The self-pay part is too much."
It only takes a moment to die. I have peeled off lesions for countless patients. Now, it is time to use a scalpel to remove this cancer called "family".
