I slowly opened my eyes, finding myself in a place I didn't recognize. It wasn't my room, home, hotel, or anywhere familiar. I was lying on a cold bed, dressed in a pair of pants and nothing else. My surroundings were a blur. A man stood over me, gently rocking my body back and forth with one hand. In his other hand was a pen and a piece of paper. “Sir, do you have insurance?” he asked repeatedly. “Your stay with us will cost 982 euros.” Before I could respond, he added, “Sorry, this is Monaco." Suddenly, it clicked. I was in a hospital, for reasons unknown to me.
You got this! I believe in you. 🙌🏻
Beautifully written and I am glad you’re ok. Let’s celebrate small victories; one day at a time.