NA’IMAH
“How are you feeling?” I asked Sadie as I walked into her tent.
It’s been eight days since the day I treated her, and Jodi has been helping me keep a close eye on the teen girl. From all the reports from Jodi, her wounds have healed significantly, but she’s still down from the pregnancy symptoms.
“Like I’d live…” She replied, smiling warmly, and it reminded me of the last time I was here to see her and how she had made a comment about dying.
“That’s a good feeling. I’m happy to see that your wounds are better healed now. How is the pregnancy making you feel?” I asked, patting down her face and neck, checking her over as I asked various questions.
“I’ve not been throwing up, but I feel dizzy almost all the time. I get tired easily and sometimes even moving around the tent is a
