Doctors Found Nothing—Until a Watch Repairman Told Me to Take It Off Immediately

good, Dad.”

By week three, I’d lost eight pounds. Melissa came over for Sunday lunch and immediately noticed.

“Dad, you look awful,” she said, covering my hand with hers. “When did you last eat properly?”

“I’m just not hungry.”

“This isn’t normal. You need to see Dr. Porter.”

“It’s probably just a bug.”

“For three weeks?” Fear edged her voice. “Please call continue reading …