By Elke Govertsen (content and images re-printed by permission)
I spent most of the summer on my couch working very, very hard to breathe.
Everything else
stopped. My job, friendships, marriage, being a mom who could participate in anything,
was gone. All I did was breathe and go to doctors’ appointments where no one
could figure out what the hell was wrong with me.I spent most of the summer on my couch working very, very hard to breathe.
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