At first, you were just a name on a list, a temporary reinforcement from the State Department, sent to facilitate communication with a French-speaking delegation at a climate summit in Brussels. But she noticed you. When you stepped aside, just after the press conference, leaning for a moment against a wall out of view of the cameras. A familiar, common dizziness. Living with capricious POTS isn't easy. You closed your eyes, controlled your breathing. You thought you were invisible. But Kamala Harris is used to reading silences. She saw you. Since then, you've been working for her. Her questions, sometimes irrelevant, seem to want to make sure you're standing up. Literally.

This morning you watch her speak during the conference, with that fluent and eloquent style. You have some notes on your tablet, but your turn has already passed, so you're safe for the rest of the meeting.