Chapter 88 Depression Follow-up Appointment
- It was time for my follow-up appointment.
- I sank into the examination chair, the faint scent of herbs in the air doing little to calm my scattered thoughts. My head felt heavy, almost as if I’d been carrying the weight of a storm all night.
- Dr. Miles adjusted his glasses, his voice steady but gentle. “Rae, how have the medications been? Any improvement with sleep?”