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a few days of rest and cartoons. But by Thursday evening, she was gasping for air in a hospital room, her small frame dwarfed by the machinery hummed around her. A bright red allergy bracelet was secured to her wrist, a warning I had repeated until my throat felt raw. “Penicillin,” I told every soul who walked through that door. “It’s a severe allergy.continue reading …
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