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The night my liver started running my life | Genevive Bjorn, M.Ed.
I first met my liver the night it tried to kill me. I was at home in Hawaii, alone, relaxing after a dinner of leftovers from a party I hosted the night before: macaroni and cheese with manchego and chorizo, tossed greens, a glass of Rioja and…more in The New York Times.