An obsessive-compulsive, anal-retentive, neurotic, klutzy young woman with Turners Syndrome reflects on Operation Baby and on becoming a physician, then on to picking up the pieces of a broken family and trying to raise her two miracles while navigating an amicable divorce.
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
On Psychomotor Retardation
When I can't pick my feet up and I can't walk much faster than 3mph, I know the sadness is (literally) weighing heavily upon me. I don't know how to escape it. Walking usually helps but today it didn't. I am tired.
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