Personal Narrative: My Obsessive Compulsive Disorder

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Confined to a hospital bed, a concaved head, and amongst the aroma of vitamins and fresh flowers lie the teenager. She awakened from her comatose confused, agitated, tubes in every extremity, and immobile. She toiled for five hours a week on communication, swallowing, and cognitive functioning with me as her therapist. Fresh out of undergraduate speech therapy, terrified, and this was my first patient. She constantly moved without control or purpose, pulled at tubes, and was bumping her head where her skull was missing. It was tiring challenging work for both of us, but in a short twelve weeks she walked out of the hospital with only a scar on her head.
Fast forward fifteen years my shy, quiet, anxious daughter in Kindergarten. Learning

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