An actor, a rabbi, and a young woman sit in a room waiting to hear whether they can move forward. A true story.

Let’s backtrack: On my way to thirty, minding my own damn business, focused on career and other items of levity (insert laugh here), I am diagnosed with cancer: Non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma. A young person’s cancer, my oncologist says. Well, that's insider knowledge. In a blink, daily life changes: The week begins on Friday with chemo, Saturdays are spent nauseous – shuffling between toilet and bed, long hair is cut short, then boyfriend shaves it all off, mum moves cross country to take care of me, career fantasies recede as I contemplate mortality…