The most important thirteen days of my life came from ignoring a team of doctors. In January 2021, when my mom was seventy-one years old, she was taking her daily hike with my dad near their home in Northern California. Suddenly, she felt a deep pain in her belly and experienced uncharacteristic fatigue. Concerned, she visited her primary care doctor, who conducted a CT scan and ran lab work. One day later, she received a text message with her results: stage 4 pancreatic cancer. She...