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I've been struggling with a cold the last few days. Thankfully it seems to have limited itself to a chest cold, so I've been a lot less miserable than I probably would be otherwise - crazy exhausted, sleeping a lot, sore throat and a cough that will probably get worse before it gets better, but that's about it.
Five minutes or so ago, after another brief bout of hacking, Gramma came over and asked if she could get me anything, just like she did so many times when I was wee and small and sick and she took care of me. It quite possibly made my night. Even with the memory loss and the struggle to find the words she wants, she's still Gramma.
Five minutes or so ago, after another brief bout of hacking, Gramma came over and asked if she could get me anything, just like she did so many times when I was wee and small and sick and she took care of me. It quite possibly made my night. Even with the memory loss and the struggle to find the words she wants, she's still Gramma.