When I was four my mother got breast cancer and had to go through a lot of kemo therapy. When I was growing up she was often in California for surgery and didn't get to spend much time with us,but when she finally did get home she was in a hospital for about a week. At the end of that mournful week she past away. I was seven at that time so of course I blamed the doctors,but now that I am older I realize it was no ones fault,for Gods will had to be done.