This Won’t Hurt a Bit

Linda Galanos stands at the foot of the examining table. Her voice is matter-of-fact. “OK, I want you to place your right foot here and your left foot over there,” she says, pointing towards the floor. “Then I’m going to have you lean forward.” I’m naked under the paper-thin gown. It’s 9:15 in the morningContinue reading “This Won’t Hurt a Bit”