AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is part 2 in a series of blog updates on my health status. When I was about 14 years old and having a teenage crisis of confidence, I asked my mom why I had such a large head compared to other girls. I remember her turning around, quickly wiping her hands on her apron, and seriously responding,

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is part 1 in a series of blog updates on my health status. On day four of high fever, muscle aches, and chills so violent I thought I’d break a tooth I laid in bed composing a text in my mind. I needed to send someone in my family my list of wishes. No burial. Cremation. Half