“Stop pretending,” my mom snapped while I was gasping for air at the kitchen sink. My uncle said I was only trying to avoid washing dishes. But when the paramedic checked my pulse, his face changed instantly—and his shout for a stretcher turned the whole room into chaos.
PART 3 I remained in the hospital for six days. The first two were the hardest. Every breath felt borrowed. My chest hurt from the strain, and my body seemed impossibly heavy against the...