On the third day of my trip to Jamaica last month I took Cai's hand and led him onto the road to visit a friend who has a business in the community. While I was catching up with with my friend and his wife a small group of his customers joined the discussion that morphed from "how is your family?" to a spirited debate on politics and the economy. As the small crowd grew a tall, loud man came onto the scene and said "A who dis Christine, you rememba mi Christine?" I said, "Yes I rememba yu Gary". Gary enquired about Cai's age and when I told him 2 1/2 he responded, "Mi rememba wen yu was fi him age how yu nearly ded". I was curious to hear more about my 'near death' experience and I curiously prodded for more. The story goes. One night I became really sick with asthma and my mother rushed me to the nearest Doctor about 10 miles away. The Doctor refused to see me because he claimed that my mother had switched my care to a new Docto
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