Becca

A day later and finally home, I made a point of making a doctor’s appointment because no matter what I did, the nausea did not subside. I would be fine one minute, and then the next thing I knew, I was throwing up. Nothing I did made it better, and by this point, I was wondering if I was actually sick or if it could have been something else.

“No, Dad, I’m going to the doctor, I promise,” I said through the phone, my father having called me ...