Tingling. All I can feel is tingling. The pins and needles ravage my face. My wrists feel heavy and blocked, as though no blood can reach my hands. Everything is swollen…my fingers, face, feet…my brain. I can’t think. The pit that is my stomach feels like a cavern that can never be filled…not with all the food in the world...and yet the thought of eating makes me want to vomit. But at least there is sun.

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