It just keeps ringing. And even if it is our hay guy or someone wanting to talk about tractor engines my heart leaps just as horribly as if the display read St. Mary's Hospital.I wonder if telemarketers know what they are doing to me.
We will somehow get through this.
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Your pain brings back memories. Yes, we get through these times - somehow.
Somehow, the sun shines again.
Cathy, I sure hope so. So far we have been ridiculously fortunate. Aunt Ann is doing a little bit better every day. I wish I could tell you some of the dealings we have had with some of the doctors...this was not the expected outcome. Now we are taking things day by day...wait and see and hope and pray. But my heart still leaps every single time the house phone rings.
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