herbal identification 2025-09-11T18:53:12Z

Rain lashed against the clinic window as Dr. Evans slid another prescription across the desk – my third this month. "Give it two weeks," he said, but the last pills had left my hands shaking like a junkie's. That metallic aftertaste still haunted my coffee cups. Back home, I collapsed on the porch swing, fingernails digging into peeling paint while thunder vibrated through rotting floorboards. My migraine wasn't just pain; it was a jackhammer drilling through memories of my mother brewing strang