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Tag: blanket

My blankie

My blankie

Nov. 21: When I went outside to wait for the medics on the night my aneurysm ruptured, I wrapped myself in a steel-gray fleece blanket. It was just a quick grab on the way out the door. But I’m so glad to have it. They let me keep it in the ambulance, at the hospital … read more My blankie

Posted on November 21, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories RefractionTags 2013, aneurysm, blanket, brain, comfort, fleece2 Comments on My blankie
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