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

crumpling it in her fist. A wave of nausea rolled over her, hot and acidic. She stood up abruptly, the clipboard clattering to the floor. She couldn’t sit there. She felt like the walls were closing in, like the fluorescent lights were too bright, like she couldn’t breathe. She needed air. She needed to think.

She walked out of the waiting room in continue reading …