Tara O Nally: A Fictional Narrative

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Her name is Tara O’Nally, a sixty-three year old woman who reminds me a lot of my grandmother. She’s waiting for me to say something as I examine her arm. Her skin is soft, delicate in my fingers. Her big, blue eyes follow my gaze as I move up to her shoulder. I lift up her arm and see the hives. “Well, Ms. O’Nally, I think I see the problem,” I say as I lower her arm. “I don’t think it’s anything too serious. I’ll get you some anti-histamines and you can be on your way.” “Oh, thank you, Dr. Ried!” she exclaims as I pull out my pad to write her an order to take downstairs. “It’s no problem,” I reply. A week later and Ms. O’Nally is back in my examination room. I lift her arm. They’ve gotten worse. The hives have given way to angry blisters