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Transubstantiation By Stephen Woodworth 27 November 2000 Marcus squeezed the ball in his hand until his fingernails dug into its rubber surface, as if to pump every drop of blood in his body into the little plastic bag connected to his arm. A white-coated Red Cross matron with flat-topped granny glasses hurried over to the cot where he lay. Whoa! Thats enough! She pulled the needle from his arm and placed a square of gauze padding over the hole in his arm. If you could hold that for me a moment . . . . He placed his left hand over the gauze and lifted his right forearm. Ah, I knew