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I sat on the edge of the examining table while the medical resident poked and prodded at my joints, looking for tender spots and sites of swelling. The air conditioning was blowing, and in spite of my burning hands, I felt chilled. The spongy cushion of the examining table stuck to the back of my … Continue reading

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