My discomfort just wouldn’t go away! My stepmom, Lindsay, who’s a nurse, rushed into my room. She noticed the mess everywhere—on the couch, the walls, my clothes, her clothes, and even inside the couch cushions. She asked me what was happening, and I explained that I couldn’t control it. She diagnosed me with a medical issue related to my condition and said she could help. She explained that I needed to fully address the issue to stop the pain. It felt a bit strange, but I trusted her since she’s my stepmom and knows what she’s talking about.
