In the ten months following Dad’s death, I didn’t know what was happening to me. I started having migraines that were so intense that I puked. My periods were so heavy that I should have bought stock in Always.
Any time I was outside in the heat, I sweat so badly that my entire T-shirt was soaking wet. Because I was over 35, my doctor believed, and every…
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