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That sharp, stabbing pain in my lower abdomen woke me at 3 AM last Tuesday - a cruel encore to the kidney stone drama that began two months prior. Nauseous and trembling, I fumbled for my phone instead of the painkillers, my trembling fingers smearing blood on the screen from where I'd ripped out my IV line during yesterday's ER visit. This wasn't just another midnight health scare; it was my personal horror show starring a 5mm calcium oxalate monster and a post-discharge instruction sheet I'd a

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Rain lashed against the attic window as I unearthed a mold-stained box labeled "Dad - 1978." Inside lay relics of a man I barely recognized - not the quiet accountant who balanced ledgers, but the college athlete whose fastball supposedly made scouts weep. My fingers trembled unwrapping a VHS tape so brittle, the magnetic ribbon hissed like an angry cat when I touched it. "Cedarville vs. State Champions" read the faded label, the last visual proof of Dad's glory days before his shoulder injury e

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