The Time My Doctor Broke Up With Me: A Bad Story Gone Good 

In October 2015, after nearly a year of being bedridden and receiving no medical treatment, I finally got to see a doctor. I shouldn't say I saw him, because well, not only were my eyes completely covered during the appointment, we weren't even in the same room. In fact, the appointment consisted of the doctor calling... Continue Reading →

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