I Used Myself as a Guinea Pig

When I was told I was going to die

Shefali O'Hara
Nov 4 · 3 min read
Photo by ian dooley on Unsplash

The Prognosis

I was diagnosed with inflammatory breast disease. It was considered a death sentence.

The doctors wanted to rush me into treatment. They wanted to cut off both my breasts, both the sick one and the…

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Shefali O'Hara

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Cancer survivor, artist, writer, engineer. Grew up in NYC, living in Austin. Love animals, books, hikes, art, travel, D&D and fireworks.

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