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Sep 2019
takes away dreams. If it doesn’t ****
you it rots out your brain –
Permanently
You’ll slowly recover so that

you can eat on your own, and walk
again. But you’ll never come home. You
won’t be able to retain anything. You will
not work or go to school. You will not

have a girlfriend. You will go nowhere
on your own without a staff member
helping you. You cannot even tie your own
shoes. You can’t go the bathroom

without someone wiping your ***. You
cannot do much. But you can pack a punch, or
leave a mark on someone else when neurons
shoot off and you get upset. So, get the *******

vaccine for your children. I would have
for mine. But it didn’t come out in time. It came
out a mere three months later after he was already
infected lying in a hospital bed, disconnected
from everything he knew his whole life.

Meningitis B ***** Up Lives
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
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