Sunday, February 17, 2019

Somehow, "transient ischemic attack"...

... sounds both terrifying, and yet abstract and innocuous, all at the same time.

When it's your mom, doncha know, those stupid words are just noise in your ears.

All you hear is your dad saying: "she didn't sound right, and so when she said she just wanted to go home and rest, I said: no, dear, we're going just down the road here, to the E.R.".

My favorite part from the email he sent me later:

I let her off at the curb and she walked in to the ER so in a few seconds I realized there was valet parking and I gave the man the keys and rushed in to stand next to her.

If there's anything that sums up my parents, and the 65 years they've spent together, well, that's it.

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