The Wrong Prescription: Leaving the Ice-Cold Doctor for His Sun-Kissed Cousin
Language: en
After sleeping in separate rooms from my boyfriend, Ethan, for half a year, my period started getting highly irregular. I went to the hospital, and an older, holistic doctor told me I had a severe hormonal imbalance, suggesting I needed to be more "intimate" with my boyfriend. That night, wearing lace lingerie, I knocked on Ethan's bedroom door. He was on the phone with a female colleague and didn't even look at me: "I'm busy. Another day." I looked at him for a moment, then nodded. "Okay."