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My teenage daughter kept insisting something was wrong with her body. “She’s just exaggerating,” my husband said. The day I ignored him and took her to the hospital anyway, our lives shifted completely.I will never forget how small Maya looked in the hospital chair, her hands twisting together as if she could wring the pain out of her body.
The doctor asked gentle questions, listened carefully, and ordered tests without once dismissing her feelings. I watched my daughter’s shoulders relax for the first time in weeks. Hours later, the doctor returned with a calm but serious expression.
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