Today I visited my mother in the hospital. I came from school on the bus that stops right in front of the hospital. I got there a little before three. When I got there she was sleeping, because she had had surgery not long ago, and the anesthesia was still in her. She was very dull, and could hardly keep her eyes open.

A little later, my father came into the room. He had not been called in time after the surgery about her being back in her room. We didn't stay there very long because she was very dull. She did ask if we could arrange a TV card for her, so that if she wanted she could watch TV. I don't know if she will do that today, but other tomorrow for sure.

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