"The Nurse Handed Me My Daughter’s Lunchbox, And When I Opened It, I Fell To My Knees Sobbing—The Truth About Her ‘Diet’ Was A Dagger To My Heart. Chapter 1 The debit card machine made that sound. You know the one. That low, mechanical buzz that sounds like failure. ""Declined,"" the cashier said. She didn’t whisper. She said it loud enough for the woman behind me in the yoga pants and the perfect blowout to hear. I felt the heat climb up my neck, burning my ears. ""Im sorry,"" I stammered, swip