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I left the appointment feeling relieved. The doctor was direct and careful. We did an ultrasound and compared it with the blood work I had done a few weeks before arriving at the community. The diagnosis was clear: I had anemia. Fortunately, it was mild. The doctor explained that with a better routine and proper diet, I would soon be fine. I received the prescription with the necessary medications and left the room with the feeling that, little by little, my health was adjusting. I knew the anemia had been caused by a lack of adequate sleep and the nights I slept out of exhaustion, after intense crying spells. It was something I wanted to leave behind.
Alemão was leaning against the corridor wall, waiting for me. As soon as he saw me, he stepped forward, his eyes anxious.
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