Month: December 2017

What Christmas Means for a Child Abandoned by Her Birth Father

Kentucky is the allergy capital of the US, and I am certainly not immune to effects of pollen that blanket our state.  I try to avoid the doctor at all costs, but my nose had had enough.  I knew if I wanted to ever breathe normally again, I would have to go back to the allergist. I sat on the examination table feeling like a grasshopper under a child’s magnifying glass while the nurse asked a dozen questions. “Why did you come in today?”  This is the office of an allergy doctor.  Why do you think I came in? “What all are you allergic to?”  Isn’t that what you are supposed to tell me? “Have you experienced any considerable weight gain?”  Since when?  Yesterday?  No.  Since high school?  No comment. “Do any of your blood relatives have heart disease?” My stomach leaps into my throat. I look away from the nurse and choke out a lie, “No.” Well, maybe that’s a lie.  But maybe it’s not. Here’s the truth. The truth is I hate that …