So I was finally on my own. At 19, I had my own apartment, I could come and go as I pleased.
I missed my family but never wanted to admit it. 630 more words
We had finally gotten the pool closed and we were now in October. My mom’s pain went from bad, to worse, to completely unbearable. I had been urging her for weeks to call a neurologist or to have her primary care physician refer her to a specialist but she kept insisting it was just sciatica and there was nothing more they could do. 2,583 more words