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That damned room was so fucking claustrophobic. Sighing as you twisted around in the hospital bed, you winced when a bolt of pain shot through your head."Oh, hell," you whispered, wincing in pain. You wondered if this is what your mother had felt that night, so many years ago. Or was it worse? The thought echoed in your mind as the memory flashed through your mind, incapable of forgetting it."Momma? Why are you sending me to bed so early?" five-year-old you had asked, wrapping your small hands in your mother's skirt.She smiled at you fretfully. "I've got something I need to do before I go back to work tomorrow, dear," she had said, her smi...