Death, Life, Miscarriage, Pete
The rudeness of our first OB prompted me to get a second opinion. I couldn’t deal with her and her miracles. I needed someone to
The rudeness of our first OB prompted me to get a second opinion. I couldn’t deal with her and her miracles. I needed someone to
It began with the hot flashes. It was September, after all, and the building that I work has an air conditioner that is notorious for