Early on a Saturday morning, my wife Debbie woke up in excruciating pain. There was a radiating pain below her navel, slowly spreading outward. For a couple hours, she was curled in a ball, hoping that if she wrapped herself around the pain, it might go away. Like many people, she is not fond of doctors and would have done almost anything to avoid submi…
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