“How often do you feel headaches and dizziness?”
Her trauma in the form of a white coat and an authoritative voice appeared in front of her again. Naomi was back in the hospital after Liberty watched in horror how she collapsed the day after her birthday. Her lips and chin were stained red due to the dripping of blood from her nostrils. Her upper limbs momentarily lost their strength too (something that she experienced for the first time).
To be honest, if she were in Liberty’s shoes, she would understand the terror in his face and the trembling of his hands before he froze in horror and she lost consciousness. But as they sat before a brain specialist today in a white and eerily quiet room, she wondered if she could tell him all of what he witnessed was no big deal.
“Not too often.”
