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| Id almost have traded a week of hospitalization because, Morning sickness put an end to my deer hunting.
My wife was dreadfully effected by certain smells. I was processing deer meat in the kitchen one evening when my pregnant wife came into the room. She promptly covered her mouth and headed for the bathroom. After the carnage was over she said, "get that stinking deer meat out of this house." the smell of fresh venison still makes her queezy.
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