The unfriendly bedtime
The doctors called me a case of bad-protoplasm. Not to my face of course, although it was true. Some scoliosis, bad joints, tight ligaments, pigeon-toed… nothing in my body seemed to line up quite right and my immune system must have taken it personally. Hay-fever allergies? Check. Pollen? Check. Cats? Check. Dogs? No, for some [...]
