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Infectious


My life has been a love affair… …with antibiotics. Amoxicillin, bacterin, ampicillian, you name it. If it treats: bronchitis, ear infections, UTIs, or strep, I’ve taken it. Unlike most bodies, mine harbors bacteria, providing it with a sanctuary from the realities of a harsh, and unforgiving world. My love affair started just after birth, my dying and expanding kidneys, attracting bacteria, like angels to a plane crash. Never before had they done this surgery. My weak immune system frightened them, so amoxicillin they gave me. Protecting me like a father guards his fragile daughter. When intruders infiltrated my system, they saved me. When doctors give me amoxicillin now, I smile, and like when greeting an old friend, remember all the days, spent in sickness and in health.
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