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September 25th 19(mumbles. cough, hack)
It was a Sunday. 3:45am. I remember it well.
The sky was a pure grey. Seattle, Washington.
Swedish Hospital. The Doctor had engaged the most
delightful RN's to be found. There was no talk of
golf or the stock market during the delivery. They
even raffeled off the chance to whack my bottom post
delivery. I left the next day for College, and never
looked back.
It was a Sunday. 3:45am. I remember it well.
The sky was a pure grey. Seattle, Washington.
Swedish Hospital. The Doctor had engaged the most
delightful RN's to be found. There was no talk of
golf or the stock market during the delivery. They
even raffeled off the chance to whack my bottom post
delivery. I left the next day for College, and never
looked back.
