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My five-year-old daughter woke up screaming, “Little fish are b!ting my tummy.” After three hours of surgery, the doctor confirmed that someone had given her 36 magnets, one by one.
“Mommy, there are tiny fish swimming inside my tummy… and they’re biting me.” Lily appeared in my bedroom doorway at two in the morning, soaked in sweat and bent nearly…







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