Travesty of Healthcare Anonymous About three months ago, my family was devastated with the news that one of our dear loved ones has Stage 3 breast cancer. To be honest, she discovered the lump about a year and a half ago, but only sought treatment when it erupted and started to bleed profusely. The family had no idea until she rushed herself to the ER in LA County, but why did she delay so long? Part of the reason is the completely understandable fear of “The Big C,” but most of the reason was that, as a poor person living off of doing odd jobs for cash, she had no easy access to healthcare. Would things be different now, if she could just walk into her doctor and be examined and know that a compassionate and accessible system could help? A resounding, “yes.” Obviously, I am talking about my sister Dede Miller and we feel this story is important and needs to get into the hands of every "decision maker" to try and help others. Since our own