Good Medicine Senior YearChapter 52 ABBA
February 25, 1985, McKinley, Ohio On Monday afternoon, after my Russian Literature class, I called Doctor Hoffman to check on Angie. “She’s doing a bit better,” Doctor Hoffman replied. “She’s taking her drugs, but not willingly, if that makes sense.” “In other words, you don’t trust her to take them if you send her home,” I replied. “Correct. We did back off a bit on the dosage of her antipsychotics, and that’s helped her lucidity a bit. We’re hoping to get her to a point where we can...