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The hospital was a nightmare. Taberah had no insurance, no paperwork and no legal guardian; it was only because of the dire nature of the emergency that he was admitted at all. In the absence of identification or any ability to speak English, the hospital was by law required to file paperwork with the Bureau of Immigration and Naturalization Services; an embarrassed hospital representative explained that Taberah was in the eyes of the law an illegal immigrant and nothing more; if there was a way for him not to be deported to his country of origin, he didn't see it.
Aed came back each day for a week, during which his whole parish was speaking with him; his conversation with the doctors was alarming.
"I am baffled by this young man's condition. He is sick, but no test has been able to tell what he has. It might be a virus."
"Do you have any ideas of what it is?"
The doctor looked slightly embarrassed.
Aed stood in silence and prayed.
"Uh, have you read Ahmik Marison's How the West Was Lost From a Medical Point of View?"
"Never heard of it."
"Off the record, this young man is suffering from one -- or several -- of the conditions that ravaged the American Native population when European settlers came."
Aed stood in stunned silence. This did not make any sense at all. Or (he had the exacting honesty to admit to himself) it made sense in a way he couldn't believe.
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