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[ladytairngire]

I went to sleep on Thursday night thinking about my brother. Sometimes I can feel him near me. His presence is warm and light inside my skin.

Sometimes I can imagine what he went through when he died. Images come unbidden and vivid. I don't like to spend too much time thinking of those things.

That night I thought he said to me, Tell Mom.

Comments

[blackstone]

That's VERY SCARY!

I think you were still swooning after seeing me the other night.

[ladytairngire]

Yes, seeing you in the flesh was quite a shock to my system. We should do it more often!

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[oregonnerd]

The seizures that ended me in the hospital recurrently over three months and the one just preceding the auto accident weren't much dissimilar. Have you been checked for, well, that? And by the way, pot-smoking (I mean marijuana) is good not bad for seizures according to clinical evidence.

And don't you dare. I think I even make sense to you sometimes.
--Glenn

[apocalypsegrrl]

Dude...good to squeeze some kind of lesson from it, but here's hoping it doesn't happen again. Ever.

[ladytairngire]

Seriously. Knock on... faux wood.

[aellwynde]

Wow... more than a little scary, that episode. Glad you're (mostly??) better.

[ladytairngire]

Mostly yes. How you doing?

[aellwynde]

Eh... ok, methinks. Not getting worse, which is good, but not getting dramatically better either. I think another cookie might do it. ;)

[rosasmom]

Hon, I am so sorry. I will be thinking of you. *gentle hugs*

[ladytairngire]

hugs back.