By Miriam Weiser

That day wasn’t the first time in her life that Dina entered the hospital, but it was with a different feeling. She had left the night before in a fog. It had been a fitful night, full of nightmares. Now, she was so confused that she stood by the elevator in a trance for ten minutes before she finally entered. Confusion had been a persistent presence in her life for as long as she could remember, so not all of it was…