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The MRI went okay.

There was a guy in the waiting room just as scared as I was. Turned out he was born on Smith Island, just off the shore from Crisfield. We talked about home and prayed together.

Some folks seemed uncomfortable seeing us silently pray together, so we invited them to join us. Nobody took us up on the offer. What a shame.

The test itself was uneventful. Now the restless and fearful wait for the results. I’m not scared for myself. I just worry about my folks.

One the way home I got Dear Old Dad to stop so I could get groceries to make dinner. I made vegetarian lo mein. Dad went back for seconds!

Winding down now. Back to writing tomorrow.

Goodnight and God bless,
-Patrick

 

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