I hadn’t showered in five days. I was fighting back nausea and a splitting headache. I was ready to collapse.
No, I wasn’t pregnant.
I was experiencing severe altitude sickness while attempting to reach the summit of Mt. Kilimanjaro.
Determined to keep going, I repeated the mantra, “You don’t stop until you reach the top.”
As we climbed the final few hundre…
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