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My counselor came and picked me up. I still don’t know how she came to find my house as I was so sick I didn’t know where I was. She picked me up with a big pot between the seats, should I get sick. Luckily, I didn’t have to use it.

At the hospital, I was thrown onto a bed and hooked up to all sorts of machines. I felt drugged but I hadn’t taken anything and they had not given me anything. It was the toxemia. The illness came over me without any warning and, in hindsight, is quite a scary thing! If I had been alone I would have passed out in no time, like I did at the hospital.

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