566 days, 22 hours, 19 minutes, 35 seconds

July 3rd. Two a.m. She was supposed to be in California celebrating her uncle's birthday tomorrow. Ninety years old; in much better shape than her father's in. Sh's jealous.

566 days, 22 hours, 28 minutes, 37 seconds

The surgery got started very late. Then the nodes exploded. She spends the night, then goes home painless. Unless you count the migraine.

567 days, 13 hours, 22 minutes, 10.9 seconds

CNN is on in the patient waiting room. She looks at the set through the translucence of another patient's IV bag. News of the terrorist bombings in Glasgow and London.

CNN discloses that there were two doctors possibly involved in the Glasgow attacks. And possibly this will uncover a whole network of professionals. She thinks of her doctor. Of her father. How at least her father's concern for her has taken the focus off his own pain. As long as he remembers