“Madison, how have you been feeling?” Dr. Lee asked as she came in, peering over her glasses as she walked up to me. 

I hesitated, then admitted, “It’s been tough. I can hardly eat anything most of the time.”

Dr. Lee nodded, her pen pausing over the clipboard. “I see,” she murmured, her tone reflecting her concern, but her eyes met mine with a reassuring steadiness. “We’ll just need to monitor you closely from now on, so I will need to see you weekly until ...