NADINE POINT OF VIEW.

I was finally discharged. That morning, I felt pangs of joy spread across my body as the nurses and the attending doctor walked into the room and declared that I was free to go. Richard was by my side all the while, a huge smile on his face. He helped me pack up what little I had, a few clothes that he himself had bought, and some drugs, and we were ready to leave. I was a bundle of nerves as we walked out of the clinic, not just because I still felt aches in few parts of ...