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Point To Ponder

A long time ago, I can still vividly remember being awoken in the middle of the night by the scream of terror from our youngest daughter Caitlin – who I think was three at the time.

You see, in her “middle of the night fog” to make a trip to the bathroom, she never bothered to check to see if the seat was down. So the resulting squat landed her squarely into the toilet bowl, and brought the seat down over the top of her – locking her in place - which makes it very understandable why she screamed in terror.

In any case, I really didn’t think that trying to explain the physiologic...


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