I Skipped My Heart Medication To Buy Her A Prom Dress—And Paid The Price

rest against the steering wheel. My chest hurt. It had been hurting a lot lately, a squeezing sensation that felt like someone was tightening a vise around my heart. Probably just heartburn from skipping breakfast. And lunch. I’d eaten four saltine crackers at 10 AM and called it a meal.

I followed her inside, my bad knee flaring up with every step continue reading …