My Genetic Status Complicated Having a Baby

As I walked down the street to get my afternoon coffee one day, it appeared as if everything were normal. Unfortunately, everything was not. I crossed the same streets I normally do, walked past familiar neighborhood shops, and waved to fellow business owners. I ordered my usual coffee and said hello to the barista as she made my drink. Then I grabbed my latte from the counter and stepped back outside. I had recently tested positive for…

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