Today's OneWord: Deranged

"You look deranged in this photograph."

"That's because I was," replied Ana, with a small, pained laugh. "Clear out of my fucking mind. The doctors didn't know what was wrong. They stuck me with every needle they got their hands on and pumped me so full of drugs that my blood was only ten percent actual blood."

"And then..."

"And then..." She shrugged. "It was over. Just like that. And I went back to work."

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