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. . . Christina Berry.
Christina, at this moment, you are sleeping, I'm sure. You
are languishing in a drug-induced coma of sorts, swirling
in the netherland of "Am I alive? Am I awake?" Let me
assure you, yes, you are alive. You have survived. But
yeah, I doubt very seriously that you are awake.
How many fingers am I holding up?
Nope. Two.
Christina, at this moment, you are sleeping, I'm sure. You
are languishing in a drug-induced coma of sorts, swirling
in the netherland of "Am I alive? Am I awake?" Let me
assure you, yes, you are alive. You have survived. But
yeah, I doubt very seriously that you are awake.
How many fingers am I holding up?
Nope. Two.
You were a bit worried about the whole drug thing—and I can't blame you. Recovering from the
operation—where your torn ACL was replaced by the intact ACL taken from a cadaver (gotta
love modern medicine!!)—you'll need those drugs. At least for a little while. I'm reminded of
the Home Improvement show when Jill Taylor, Tool Time Tim's wife, hurt her shoulder and had
to have surgery. He quietly crept into her hospital room and asked her, "Does it hurt?" She
replied, with a terribly lopsided grin, "Probably."
Anyway, I wanted to write this letter to you because I want you to know, publicly for all the
world to read (well, at least those who read my blog), that you are positively one of the coolest
friends I have. I want to write open letters to all my coolest friends here on my wee blog cuz I
want to shut it all down and I think this is the best way to do it. And cuz you've had such a
crummy day, you're first.
I hurt for you today, but I know you are being well taken care of by that awesome family of yours,
and by our awesome Father God who loves you more than all of us put together. (And that's a lot
of love!!) I've been asking Him all day to keep you close to His heart. I'm pretty sure that's
something He loves to do anyway. So, I'm pretty confident you'll be fine. Take it slow, take it
easy, take the drugs (don't be too brave), and take your time.
Yep, you'll be fine.
I love you, lady! Thank you for being such a cool friend.
Vaya con Dios, my hermaña,
donna
December 17, 2007
Comments
What?!?! I thought we'd finally convinced you to stick around here, Donna! ;-) Hope Christina's
feeling okay this morning ...
Posted by: C.J. Darlington
Yup. Sorry, C.J. But blogging, like writing, has run its course. Guess I've just run out of things to
say. I'll be around until the first of March, when my Typepad subscription is up for renewal.
Instead of renewing, I think I'll take the $50 bucks I'll save and ... fill my gas tank ... and take off
for about a week. Well, at least until I run out of gas. Or maybe I'll just buy $50 worth of Doritos
and have a gorge fest. Donuts? No, chips and salsa. ; )
Posted by: donna
Ice cream. With pretzels on top!
Posted by: C.J. Darlington
i'll miss your blog also. i do check in often even if i dont post.
my that will be a big feast.
Posted by: ausjenny
I know you're going to spend the whole bunch of money on Vegemite. Don't even pretend. It was
wonderful to read your letter through my drug-induced haze. Thank you!
Just to keep you posting longer, I carded you. Come find out the details on my blog. :-)
Posted by: Christina Berry
operation—where your torn ACL was replaced by the intact ACL taken from a cadaver (gotta
love modern medicine!!)—you'll need those drugs. At least for a little while. I'm reminded of
the Home Improvement show when Jill Taylor, Tool Time Tim's wife, hurt her shoulder and had
to have surgery. He quietly crept into her hospital room and asked her, "Does it hurt?" She
replied, with a terribly lopsided grin, "Probably."
Anyway, I wanted to write this letter to you because I want you to know, publicly for all the
world to read (well, at least those who read my blog), that you are positively one of the coolest
friends I have. I want to write open letters to all my coolest friends here on my wee blog cuz I
want to shut it all down and I think this is the best way to do it. And cuz you've had such a
crummy day, you're first.
I hurt for you today, but I know you are being well taken care of by that awesome family of yours,
and by our awesome Father God who loves you more than all of us put together. (And that's a lot
of love!!) I've been asking Him all day to keep you close to His heart. I'm pretty sure that's
something He loves to do anyway. So, I'm pretty confident you'll be fine. Take it slow, take it
easy, take the drugs (don't be too brave), and take your time.
Yep, you'll be fine.
I love you, lady! Thank you for being such a cool friend.
Vaya con Dios, my hermaña,
donna
December 17, 2007
Comments
What?!?! I thought we'd finally convinced you to stick around here, Donna! ;-) Hope Christina's
feeling okay this morning ...
Posted by: C.J. Darlington
Yup. Sorry, C.J. But blogging, like writing, has run its course. Guess I've just run out of things to
say. I'll be around until the first of March, when my Typepad subscription is up for renewal.
Instead of renewing, I think I'll take the $50 bucks I'll save and ... fill my gas tank ... and take off
for about a week. Well, at least until I run out of gas. Or maybe I'll just buy $50 worth of Doritos
and have a gorge fest. Donuts? No, chips and salsa. ; )
Posted by: donna
Ice cream. With pretzels on top!
Posted by: C.J. Darlington
i'll miss your blog also. i do check in often even if i dont post.
my that will be a big feast.
Posted by: ausjenny
I know you're going to spend the whole bunch of money on Vegemite. Don't even pretend. It was
wonderful to read your letter through my drug-induced haze. Thank you!
Just to keep you posting longer, I carded you. Come find out the details on my blog. :-)
Posted by: Christina Berry