Monday, September 8, 2008

My Little Buddy

Her dad is a friend of mine, he was one of my grad-students, he just got the Masters. He's a lawyer. He worries about me because my predecessor killed himself and he's a little bit afraid that I'll go that way too. Actually, we all think my predecessor was murdered, but that's another story.

You can just see the top of the open-heart surgery scar on my buddy's chest. She's five now, and the doc's want to go back in a repair some veins or something, her oxygen count is only fifty percent or so. So, probably next month.

I forget her name and I'm ashamed to ask again at this point. Please join me in wishing her luck.


Anonymous said...

good luck, smiley

fred c said...

I'll pass it along. (I admit that at first I thought this comment was a sarcastic reference to me)

Anonymous said...

No, i meant her beautiful smile in spite of everything. You could learn something from her Fred. (This was not meant to be sarcastic)

Anonymous said...

If you ask her to draw you a picture and sign it then you would find out her name or nickname. Ann