I'm doing some good laundry today, and thought I'd stop by my mom's house at noon. I make some bread to eat on the bus. And then suddenly... The doorbell rings. I turn around and I have my mother on the line saying, "I can "climb stairs" and can go home.". I think okay. That was a short sleepover.

Now my dad is picking her up, and she'll be back from the hospital "fresh and fruity" in no time.

Bye dear doctor, until next time.

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