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Ess Ay Tee You Are Dee Why Saturday, Aug. 30, 2003 - 8:38 a.m. My grandmother got home from the hospital last night. She's doing as well as a nearly 91-year-old lady can do. The doctors changed her diet and loaded her up with antibiotics, and they are letting her own body take care of the clot -- which is good, because surgery would have just been too invasive. Thanks to everybody for the good wishes.:) I got to visit with Missmaggie03 for a few minutes on the webcam yesterday. She's really very pretty in a Claire Danes kind of way. I turned mine on too, and demonstrated to her how to gather the front of her hair properly if she were going to cut her own bangs, which is what I do between haircuts. And I broke Onewetleg's webcam cherry, too -- along with causing One's computer to freeze up, too. So two more people have seen what I look like. I guess my face has that effect on electrical equipment. I also startled Paul pretty good, too. I told him I would wear something that would make me recognizable when I stepped off of the bus; I said I'd bring the pair of clip-on rabbit ears that Jamie sent me after we watched 'Bridget Jones' Diary'. Paul proceeded to panic and told me that if I did that, he was going to drive right on past the station. The poor man. When it comes to harassing him, the phrase 'shooting fish in a barrel' comes to mind. :) ---
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