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October 20, 2005



I can't imagine what it must be like to be a nurse or doctor and hear someone call out for help like that.
Although your sister probably doesn't think of herself that way, she is a hero. She deserves congratulations.


holy shit. Or holy spit.


just want to edit story a bit... not sure where you got the cell phone piece, but did not happen. i was in the car and Dan said someone fell (thought it was Nana), then heard the dreaded "does anyone know CPR". His aunt and I get there and the rest is as you wrote it. I believe I hurdled a few gravestones...in heels! Saw the priest last night and definitely looked much better than when I left him. So, hats off to Ella as well. He was talking when he got to the ER. Everyone get CPR certified it might really save someone's life one day!

Once More

Huh, I could have sworn you said that but I guess that's what happens when you call me at work and people are talking to me when I am trying to talk to you a the same time.
I also like the part where you elbowed 70 yr old Aunt Mary out of the way. hee.

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