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way it once did. I took antacids, sipped ginger ale, and told myself it would pass.
By the second week, I woke up nauseous every single morning. Not mild queasiness, but deep, rolling nausea that brought cold sweats and made the room spin. I couldn’t keep breakfast down. Toast made me gag. Even coffee—my habit for forty years—suddenly tasted continue reading …
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