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We were in the car the other day, my son and I.
"Mom," he said. "What are you afraid of?"
What am I afraid of? Ugh. He has no idea. Frankly, I wish I didn't, either.
I'm having surgery in a couple of days - I'm not a good patient. I have a very low pain tolerance. I'm pretty much afraid of doctors, afraid of hospitals, afraid of needles, afraid of blood, afraid of just about everything except…
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