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Scared the bejeezus out of me!

Last night as I was surfing the internet, I was startled when I heard Sylvia holler MOLLY.

Molly was my my mothers name, and she died some 10 years ago.

Sylvia then came running (ok, that is an exaggeration) into the office, and asked what was that bell? Did I hear a bell ringing?

Well there wasn't any bell. Obviously, Sylvia had awoken from a dream, a nightmare, or whatever during one of the numerous naps she takes throughout the day. She soon realized there was nothing wrong, but I'm not so sure she knew she even hollered my mothers name, and I didn't feel it necessary to ask.

Still it sent chills up my spine.

Oh, and BTW, in case you haven't received an email from Edie, she is doing fine.

Edie received her stem cells around 11 AM today, with little, if any fanfare. She was somewhat drowsy afterward, but only because of the Benadryl they gave her to prevent any allergic reactions. It was also good that City of Hope offers room service to all their transplant patients, so it was easy getting lunch when she awoke.

It's almost like being in a hotel. Emphasis on "almost".

Comments

Becky said…
My goodness, that must have been surreal. I think you're all just a "little" stressed out.

How's Morris holding up?

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