“So, Dr. Hass, let me tell you about how it really started,” said an elegant but frighteningly thin 85 year old, Ms. E. “Things really started to fall apart when my husband was diagnosed with cancer a couple of months ago.”

I squirmed in a hospital room chair. “I want to get to the real reason you have lost all this weight and ended up in the hospital, but I can’t give it the time it deserves now,” I said as I got up and hurried to the door. “Let’s talk about it tomorrow.”

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