Gemotions

“Are you *kidding* me?” Maya spat, her voice a low, dangerous growl. The nurse, a young woman with a nervous smile, flinched. The wrong prescription, the wrong allergies, the wrong *everything*. After years of battling a chronic illness, she had finally found a treatment plan that worked. Then, this. She felt a wave of nausea wash over her. It was a betrayal, a profound insult to her very existence. Her hands shook as she scrolled through the confusing, inaccurate data on the screen. It was as if someone had stolen a piece of her, replaced it with something foreign and alien.