We’re not OK, but we know you are
The day just felt weird.
I had this feeling of impending doom over me that morning as I sat in bed studying, waiting to get dressed for afternoon clinic.
Once I got there, I was cramping, and I knew things were not OK.
It was so intense throughout that afternoon that I would bend over while seeing patients or collapse into a chair out of necessity.
I went to the bathroom between patients to …
We’re not OK, but we know you are
