time. Then he picked up my test results.
“Mrs. Margaret, we’ve found something in your blood tests.”
I was terrified.
“What did you find?”
He removed his glasses.
“Before I explain anything, I need to know who prepares the food in your home.”
“My husband.”
“Always?”
“Almost always.”
“Has he ever restricted what you’re allowed to eat?”
At that moment, I remembered the dark bread.
“Yes. For years, he hasn’t allowed me to eat white bread.”
The doctor fell silent for a moment. Then he asked,
“Does your husband know you’re here today?”
“No.”
Dr. Wilson closed the folder.
“Before we draw any conclusions, I’d recommend that we run some additional tests before you discuss this with your husband.”
My hands began trembling.
“Doctor, do you think my husband is doing something to harm me?”
He looked at me carefully.
“I haven’t reached that conclusion. But some of your test results suggest we need to investigate your diet and medical history.”
