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The Wrath of Amoxicillin…

Three a.m. wake-up is not unusual. Middle-of-the-night wake-up to worry is frequent. Worry over work, the future, the world, what to wear tomorrow, and whether I locked the door fills the brain. Do I get up to check? Of course not. The alligator under the bed might get me. This particular night is different. A… Continue reading The Wrath of Amoxicillin…