When being diagnosed with a critical illness, there can be fear of physical losses. But we’re often not told about the biggest potential loss of all.
On Saturday night, my friend Jessica flat out said, “you need to go to emergency” when she saw my left foot dragging as I walked toward her.
I was admitted to the hospital on Sunday night with hopes of being squeezed in for an MRI the following day. Monday morning, as the sun peeked its way through the curtains, Jessica was suddenly standing by my hospital bed. “I’m taking you down for an MRI.
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