One minute I’m resting comfortably on my hospital bed, the next I feel the chills creep up my spine and my whole body starts shaking uncontrollably. Freaking out, I reach for the nurse call button. But wait — what’s the Japanese word for “shiver” again?

I fumble for my iPhone to look up the word. The handset keeps slipping from my grasp as my trembling fingers attempt to type s-h-i-v-e-r. After what feels like an eternity, “furueru” flashes across the screen. I call the nurse.

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