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goddaughter - heart surgery
This morning my four-year old god-daughter went into surgery. It's not the kind where they cuty a tiny hole for the robot-laser to snake through unobtrusively. Its the crack-your-chest-open, cut-to-the-center-of-your-heart-kind.
She should have been done by now, but I've heard no news; good or bad. I'm kind of freaking out.
Think a happy thought for me. Picture a beautiful, willowy little blonde girl. Picture her happy and healthy.
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