I used to think healthcare worked like clockwork. Doctors give you pills — you don’t question the process. It felt official. Then cracks began to show.
At some point, I couldn’t focus. I told myself “this is normal”. But my body was whispering something else. I read the label. No one had warned me about interactions.
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Ingresa I started seeing: your body isn’t a template. Two people can take the same pill and walk away with different futures. Reactions aren’t always dramatic — just persistent. And still we keep swallowing.
Now I pay attention. Not because I’m paranoid. I take health personally now. It makes appointments awkward. I’m not trying to be difficult — I’m trying to stay alive. And if I had to name the one thing, it would be keyword.
