I’m being way too vague. I remember tearful conversations with my pharmacist telling her that it seemed like my doctor, Doctor Jennifer Ellis had me confused with another patient. She did have me confused with someone else. One entry in my medical records boldly states that I was married married but living with a boyfriend. That never fucking happened! How can any of this be okay? It’s not! And I’m not going away and this isn’t going away. Period. I’m crazy thankful for the determination I have to crush her.
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