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latest archive about email links yearbook japan photoblog wish list	Sat Feb 24 07 / 12:45 PM My father had a cardiac arrest and was in a coma for nine days. He did wake up though. One day he woke up and looked at our faces. Then another day he woke up and looked at nothing and howled and thrashed. Then we put him to sleep until his heart stopped again. Sometime this morning I dreamt that when he woke up in the hospital he was ok and we talked to each other. I knew, as I usually do, that this was temporary, so I hugged him and held him and cried into his neck and woke up, as I usually do, feeling bittersweet. I later dreamt that he called me. I was happy to hear from him, happy that he was showing interest in my life. Alas, he only wanted to borrow my springform cake pan. I tried to trade the cake pan for small talk but it didn't work. Seems I've got some things on my mind.
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Lisa Higgs
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