Brian couldn’t get Annette out of bed. When he tried, she would stutter, “L-l-leave m-me a-alone!” He shuddered at the thought of surviving on just one salary. So, he doused her with cold  water, and she spluttered, “What’s wrong with you?” He felt bad when her lethargy and sluggishness were diagnosed as Clinomania. She couldn’t... Continue Reading →