Recently a friend who was recovering from some surgery sent me a message to tell me that she was “fine-ish”. The predictive spelling decided she meant “finished”, and that’s how it was sent. 154 more words
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That Saturday morning had started out slow, deliciously lazy and agenda-free.
Then, a phone call. Dad’s voice. Just by his tone I knew something was wrong … Mom was feeling strange when she woke up; she couldn’t form words anymore; the paramedics had taken her to the hospital; they were going to run tests; he was headed there now; he would keep us posted. 1,130 more words