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(Dictated by Dru to Art)
Directions on the anti-nausea meds aren’t clear—especially for a person whose mind is already fogged by pain-killing drugs.  Second, for some reason my gag reflex has become very strong.  Yesterday Art just suggested I might want the rest of a chocolate milkshake he’d made me— and I had to lurch to the bathroom.

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