Five years ago today, I was sitting in the outer antechamber of a neurosurgical unit. I had come here, to Loyola University in the outskirts of Chicago, to try an experimental procedure for treating my otherwise degenerating OCD.
Where it had all come to was me, fairly early in the morning, sitting in a chair in this calmingly green-tiled
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