Dear Senator Ernst and Grassley, I’ve never had cancer, but I have deeply loved someone with cancer and it is terror. The ability to work, to play, to function – all stops. There are brief moments of me pretending she isn’t sick and that everything will be fine, but cancer is never more than an arm’s length away. There are attempts to make her smile, although I know it probably won’t work because cancer is more than terror to her; it is her life. Sleep becomes a drug, a way to forget as often as possible, but there is never […]