Jake's POVI sat in my office, going through my emails, unable to shake off thoughts of the conversation I had earlier with my doctor. The looks he gave me, as if I were a lost case, fueled a mix of fury and worry within me.“Mr. Marino, things do not really look good,” he said, staring at the chart on his computer and then back at me.“What do you mean?” I asked.“Are you taking your drugs regularly?”The answer was no. “I try to keep up taking the drugs,” most times I don't even remember, as I am always occupied with something else.“You should have paid more attention to this, Mr. Marino. Instead of improving, you are... well, rather getting worse, I mean your illness,” he said.“So, what are you saying?”“I will prescribe another drug for you, and I want you to be constant in taking them for a month. We will run another test then,” he said.“Mr. Robert, if I am not getting better, don't you think it is the drugs that are not working?” I asked.Looking at the screen of his computer
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