The Morning After My Son’s Funeral, an Airport Worker Called and Said, “Your Son Checked In”

tissue at a concentration well beyond therapeutic range. Flecainide is an antiarrhythmic. It was one of the two medications my son took for his heart. At a normal dose it holds a rhythm steady.

At a high enough dose, in a man with his history, it does the exact opposite, and it does it in a way that leaves behind a body that looks precisely like a man continue reading …