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dumpster fire!

Putting My Money on You

This time, the statement from my wife – “You need to go to the ER” – did not come in the form of a question nor with a hint of uncertainty. That’s when I knew that my reflexive “But…” had no chance of escaping my mouth. In retrospect, it was thrown off course somewhere around the underappreciated organ known as the pancreas.