On the Road: This Time, at Undiagnosed But OK

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Last night, before my birthday dinner, I scooped up a handful of pills.

“Daddy,” Grace asked. “What are those for?”

I pushed them around on my hand, and, not for the first time ever, thought about all the different things that would be part of my bloodstream after I took them. There’s one for allergies. Two of one kind to help regulate my glucose levels. And another to help that one.

And there’s a new one. An anti-depressant.

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