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During my pregnancy with my fourth son, I kept falling to the floor or ground. I would suddenly lose feeling in both legs, and down I went.
The most dramatic was at about 8 1/2 months pregnant. SOMEONE had missed taking out the garbage for a few weeks. I heard the garbage truck, and I bolted out the door to race the garbage man. I got a few cans to the curb, when I fell flat on my face, on my huge belly, on my way back up the driveway. My glasses flew far away. My neighbors saw, but looked on helplessly, as they were all retirees, in frail health themselves. (and I was a BIG girl!)...
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