Category: The narrative

I didn’t need the video. My doctor, a nurse practitioner, took one look at me trying to move to the bathroom down the hall before my appointment and told me I needed to go to the E.R. “All they ever make me do is pee […]

This wasn’t the first time mysterious happenings would happen. So, luckily for me, after a while of contemplating just sleeping on my steering wheel, the phone rang and I was able to maneuver to turn it on. Best friend’s mom. Best friend’s mom interpreted my […]

I’ll say for now it started with Taylor Swift and that trouble song. There I was, trying to make it home from work before I was in trouble, and my arms were starting to feel strange, so I’m talking to my best friend’s mom’s answering […]