The Logical Healer

So where do I begin? I guess you could call me a nerd or geek. I’ve always been passionate about studying. This hasn’t really earned me a popularity badge (not that I cared to be popular). If there was something to learn, especially math and science, I would research the hell out of it. My favorite was learning about medicine especially how illness occurred and what we could do to help fight them. Maybe it was because I was an only kid who was raised by a single mom who suddenly got really sick when I was just 5. Maybe it was my natural curiosity. Nope, definitely my mom. I would have done anything to cure my mom but no one knew why her immune system was whack. She died from a common cold when I was 15. It had been 10 years in the making but it still surprised me. None of the immunoglobulin infusions or prophylactic antibiotics helped her. None of the specialists (and we did end up seeing so many of them) knew what was going on. I spent most of my childhood in hospitals until a few months after I had turned 15. She died while I was at the hospital gift shop. I knew she was suffering for a while as that had been my life but it was still unexpected as all I was thinking about was the cute ink pen I couldn’t afford when I walked back in. The funeral was well attended as she was loved by so many people: Her colleagues from when she worked at the local grocery store to her church friends. I was unable to cry as I was emotionally spent. She had already taken care of most of the details of the funeral (she had it planned out years ago actually as she knew she wouldn’t make it) and I was supposed to stay with her best friend, Mary Beth and her husband. Unfortunately, mom’s bestie had an asshole of a husband who cheated on her and left her. So, I couldn’t stay with her until her divorce stuff got worked out. I ended up staying with a distant cousin who didn’t really care what I did as long as I was out of her way. She got my mom’s life insurance monthly payout and I got a roof over my head and a tiny closet of a bedroom. It ended up working out as I got to attend a new school district and got to be the valedictorian. Of course, it wasn’t easy as I did this while working part time at mom’s old grocery store as my dear old cousin gave me barely 20 bucks/month but all those hard days were definitely worth it as I’m now here! Clarksville Honors Premedical College! Well, I’m on the 2nd floor of the college library to be exact. Stuck here talking to myself as they had closed everything and I hadn’t realized they were closing as I was my nerdy self and engrossed in some book. Ugh, Kynleigh.. only you would be idiotic enough to not notice the multiple calls for students to leave the premises. I didn’t want to call anyone (not that I knew anyone here) to get me out as I am sure I would get into trouble for trespassing. Well, there was nothing to it, I might as well go back to reading about The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks. *Several hours later* And I’m done and so tired. It was barely 2:45 am and the library was definitely not opening for another 5 so I guess I should see if I can find some place comfy to lie down. My neck was hurting from being hunched over and my eyes were red and swollen from crying. I know for a fact that it being “Orientation Week” meant that no one else (except for maybe the janitorial staff) would come to this part of the building so I wouldn’t even have to worry. I took the stairs to the 3rd floor: Fantasy and Supernatural section. It was not as well-lit as the Medicine and Epidemiology area of the 2nd floor and thus perfect for a quick snooze. Interesting... I have always loved reading story books so I can definitely see myself spending time here as well. I turned a corner and saw a green mid-century couch with fluffy dark orange cushions. Bingo! Time to close my eyes for a little bit… once I put my alarm for 7 am. Ugh.. it’s almost 3 am so I would be getting maybe 4 hrs of sleep. I need to learn to pay attention to my surroundings when I am reading next time! * * * There was a warmth on my face as if the sun was directly shining. That didn’t make sense as I never slept near windows. I turned onto my stomach and hugged the soft pillow. Ah.. just a few more minutes. There was a soft wind chime noise in the air. And a smell of burnt wood. Wait, what’s going on? I jumped up and hit my head on an extremely hard circular thing on the ceiling. Wait, where am I? There was a rainbow of lights in this large peach colored room and I was lying in a fluffy green bed (wait how did I get on a bed?) next to bunch of books and pots? There was a huge pot on top of the bed and what looked like a purple lizard peaking out. What in the world…