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I just found out I can’t have pomegranates—my favourite fruit—after transplant because they interact badly with the meds. My first reaction was crying out, “Nooooooooo!” and telling Husbandchef. Then I said, “Well, I can’t have pomegranates if I’m dead either, so I’ll learn to live without them.” Unless the Greek underworld is the actual afterlife and then I can have all the pomegranates I want!…