Melody's heart raced as she lay on the hospital gurney, consumed by a suffocating sense of panic. Was she going to die?
The pain in her back had become a constant agony that had spread to her stomach and was getting worse as time went on. Fears of a scary diagnosis like fibroids, endometriosis or cancer filled her head, and the weight of death pressed down on her young shoulders.
At just twenty-five, the thought of facing a terminal illness seemed inconceivable, a cruel twist of fate that threatened to cut short her dreams and aspirations.
As she clung to hope and fought against the rising tide of despair, she couldn't help but feel the injustice of it all. Why now, when her career was going downhill and she still had so much she wanted to do?
