my friend

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is my friend. We emailed each other, instant messaged each

other, and spoken on the phone. The first time I met her in person-

was after her revision, in the waiting area. We knew who each other

were immediately, as though we had been friends from high school.

The next time I saw was after she was in ICU in Delano. I made

several special trips to see her, and although it was questioned if

she knew I was there, I believe she did. FINALLY, I remember the

visit when the nurses told me she was awake. I had taken a

little stuffed dog..told her it was her watch dog..that it wouldn't

let anyone give her any crap. couldn't talk- but when I

pointed at the dog, and asked her if she knew where it came from- she

pointed to me and smiled. Later, when she could speak....she was

always optimistic- she never said one ill word about the surgery...or

her choices. She was more concerned about her son Jamison and her

mom. I had recieved an email from , saying she was doing much

better- apparently...things changed. is my friend. I wish

that I had been a better friend to her...not loosing track of her and

her situation. I know that her family was a great support to her-

but I am sad that I did not have the opportunity to display my

support to her. is my friend- and I will miss her- she just

reminded me to always be a better friend.

~Sandi

Grover Beach CA