Chapter 49: Relapse
Sedona's POV
The treatment had left me hollowed out in ways I was still discovering, I found out new discoveries of being exhausted that actually redefined what i knew previously about being tired.
But there were good days scattered among the bad ones. There were precious moments when the nausea was reduced so much that I could walk the hospital corridors without feeling like the floor was tilting, when my vision cleared enough to read a few pages of a book, when I could hold a conversation with someone without losing trach of what we were talking about.
This was one of the good days.
Rachel had arrived mid-morning with Molly, who'd recently figured out that the world was full of things to point at and laugh about, madness determined to point out each and every
