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It was ten o'clock by the time I got home from the hospital. After giving an injection there the feeling of laziness of the evening was gone for a while. Anyway, Bichke and Siddheshwar somehow brought home the evening. Although the headache was gone, the fever and nausea were gone. I still can't get out of bed. My mother started taking medicines every hour. Rohit is the eldest son in the family. It doesn't matter who lives or dies. He lives in a thatched-roof house. Been there since I was a kid. He cannot sleep at night. He stayed awake