Judith’s Reviews > The Book of the Unnamed Midwife > Status Update

"I don’t know what it was, but he scared the everfucking shit out of me. He blocked the door, so I went out the window. I was hanging off a window AC, trying to drop to the awning underneath. I missed and hit the windowsill and got tangled up in this shit here. I roll down the awning and hit the ground running. Fucking like going to the gym in hell. Ran all the way back.”

This feels eerily similar "...says it’s autoimmune. Almost wish I hadn’t asked, he looked so scared when he said it. Think that was more because he doesn’t know. No antibiotic. No interferon. No anti-inflammatory, no sedative, no emetic, nothing. Nothing touches this once it starts. We’re all wrapped in plastic, but it doesn’t seem to matter. Marianne went down with it two days ago. Shirley’s looking like shit, so.."