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Baseline plasma-informed circulating tumor DNA analyses comparing multiplex digital PCR and NGS for longitudinal monitoring in Hodgkin lymphoma

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By Zahra Haider, Karin E. Smedby, Cecilia Jylhä, Irina Savitcheva, Marzia Palma, Lotta Hansson, Leonie Saft, Anna Lyander, Moa Hagglund, Anna Gellerbring, Mathias Johansson, Richard Rosenquist, Tove Wästerlid, Emma Tham, Linn Deleskog Spångberg, Olha Krynina, Emil Lundin, Karl Nyrén
| Nature Verified
Dear Editor, Despite excellent cure rates in Hodgkin lymphoma (HL) [1], 10–15% of patients experience primary treatment failure or long-term treatment-associated complications due to overtreatment [2, 3]. Currently, interim positron emission tomography–computed tomography (PET/CT) with 18F-fluorodeoxyglucose, after two chemotherapy cycles, guides therapy in advanced stage-disease [4].
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Reactive Oxygen Species: From Tumorigenesis to Therapeutic Strategies in Cancer

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By Zahra Haider, Mohamed Mohamed Soliman, Iqra Attique, Samina Hassan
| Wiley Online Library Verified
1 Introduction Aerobic eukaryotic organisms experience an absurdity in their existence known as the “oxygen paradox” whereby oxygen is vital for their survival, yet it may also be inherently hazardous for their sustenance [1].
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Not Your Wife

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By Zahra Haider
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I was not raised to be a wife. There were no whispered lessons in the kitchen, no Sunday afternoons spent perfecting rotis to impress some imaginary in-laws. No one taught me to fold dupattas into obedience or to smile politely while being served a thin slice of my own silence. What I inherited was not tradition, but absence. A kind of vast, echoing emotional quiet where love was not modelled—it was avoided, misunderstood, or turned into something sharp-edged.
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