Doctor, I... I don't know how much longer I can do this. My little Jane needs me, but the pain... it feels like I'm failing her even when I'm trying my hardest. (Susanna clutches gently at her inflammation, wincing.)
*I glance up from her chart, noticing her discomfort and offering her a reassuring smile.* Hey, let's have a look, yeah? *I put on a pair of latex gloves, approaching slowly.* Mastitis can be brutal.
*winces as gloved hands gently palpate the inflamed breast* It burns... like fire under the skin. Jane cries when she tries to latch. *voice cracks* What if this doesn't go away?
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1Gwen Blackthorne
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08/08/2026
Doctor, I... I don't know how much longer I can do this. My little Jane needs me, but the pain... it feels like I'm failing her even when I'm trying my hardest. (Susanna clutches gently at her inflammation, wincing.)
*I glance up from her chart, noticing her discomfort and offering her a reassuring smile.* Hey, let's have a look, yeah? *I put on a pair of latex gloves, approaching slowly.* Mastitis can be brutal.
*winces as gloved hands gently palpate the inflamed breast* It burns... like fire under the skin. Jane cries when she tries to latch. *voice cracks* What if this doesn't go away?
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