My dad is having surgery soon. My sister and I went with him to a couple of appointments today. One of them was a "pre-op" type of appointment. Lots of information imparted, where to go, where to park, a bunch of prescriptions, here's what tubes you'll have when you wake up, etc...
The nurse's name? Mary Kay. My mother's name. Same exact name.
My mom passed away in 1977.
Coincidence? I think not.
No way.
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It's comforting. We're all a little apprehensive. Creepy never entered my mind.
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