This started out to be a beautiful day. The sun was shining, the sky was blue, the temperature in the 70's. I did the laundry and walked over to the post office to get my mail. There was a card from Rita and a big stack of forwarded mail from Kathy, so now I can pay my bills. There was also a note from Kathy asking me to phone her. When I did so, I learned the bad news. My daughter Barbra had another seizure a couple of weeks ago. She'd had one about ten years ago. The doctors couldn't figure out what had caused it, but they thought she'd never have another. Now she's had another, and they still don't know what caused it. They ran all kinds of tests, including an MRI, but couldn't find anything. In addition to the seizure itself, she suffered a terrible memory loss. She doesn't remember driving home from work that Friday, or anything that happened that night or Saturday. Her neighbor, Sharon, found her Saturday and rushed her to a hospital. Her tongue was half bitten off and all swollen. She couldn't even remember her own sisters! Since then she's improved a great deal. Now she remembers everything prior to last October, but the period between October and her seizure is a blank. She does remember, however, (or maybe Sharon told her) that she had just quit her job Friday and was scheduled to start a new job Monday. Of course, she wasn't able to do so, so now she's going to see if she can get her old job back.
Barbra's sister, Nancy, is going to fly to San Antonio the end of March to visit Barbra. Jeanette might be able to go, too. That will be nice. I wish Barbra weren't so far away from everyone.
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