24 of the last 48 hours of my life have been spent driving. In that span of time, I could have gone to Florida, or Montana, or somewhere exciting. Instead, I went to Cleveland, Ohio... Twice. My parents and I went down for my routine bronchoscopy on Monday night. I started feeling nauseous that night at dinner. The next day filled with
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