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2023-03-01

	I was a security guard in a hospital watching the cameras and making
sure nothing was wrong. I thought about my kids who were at home with my
husband who took the day off, I couldn't remember why. Then everything faded
out and I was in the chair and they had drawn my blood and I had passed out and
I was back and I was me and I was never a security guard and I asked if I had
had a seizure and they said no I just passed out.

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