Disordered
“This crap is not working.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, the anti-nausea meds work, but the anti-dizzy stuff is useless.”
“Did they give you anything else, like an antibiotic or something to take it with?”
“Valium.”
“Well, maybe you’re supposed to take those, stupid.”
“Well, yeah… that makes sense doesn’t it? I need to get back to a normal daily routine, so LET’S PUT KRISTIE IN A COMA.”
“Maybe your doctor was simply making a statement about your mental state. It might be an improvement.”
“I hate you. But you might be right.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Jerk.”