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no better reason

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It was still winter and she had recently been admitted to hospital for the flu. This past season the flu, which usually just kills sickly babies and old people, was killing healthy young adults. She was still in her twenties, but nowhere near healthy.

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what i could do

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I walked into the clinic chart room where the list of patients with appointments to see me that day was thumbtacked to the corkboard. I was both happy and sad to see his name. The last time I saw Mr. Brown was 2 years ago.

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don’t worry, be happy

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She was asleep when I walked into the hospital room, so I gently stroked the back of the hand resting on top of her other one on top of the faded blue cotton blanket. She opened her eyes immediately and wide to look at me.