My Father Never Thanked Me For Caring For Him When He Was Sick. Now I Understand Whyk. Now I Understand Why
I was away in Turks and Caicos in late April. Since losing my Cuban immigrant parents and ending a seven-year relationship traveling has become even more cathartic, and visiting beach countries is especially peaceful. But until this spring, I’d never been sick while away. Every time I spoke, I sounded like Mickey Mouse after swallowing ten helium balloons, which scared me. But when I could no longer swallow solid food, I freaked out. I switched to liquids and prayed for the best. I ended up in a
