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Waco 120 verbal expression, for so close were we, so kindred, we could each read the others thoughts. and It was just this almost uncanny faculty that we had, that made me fear Sam would awaken, know it was my "day", and be upset. I even shied off a mental good-bye, just whispered in my mind, "I love you." Them was quietly crying, but I had a sort of lifted up feeling, and I teased Thelma my driver to the hospital, about what a sight Mrs. Jenkins-s-s-","Jerket," "Jinkens" would make wrapped around a telephone pole, if she didn't use a windshield wiper on her eyes. I was greeted by my favorite hospital friends, who just couldn't seem to get rid of me that year, and we teased about my becoming one of those fixtures, jointed out to tourists. Things started in earnest so I sent Thelma home to get there before Same missed her, so say she was buying some bacon and eggs for breakfast, and to keep Buddie happy. I had refused to let Helen Moffitt, (who had taken most of Sam's business letters,) in for the ordeal, much as she felt she should be with me. I worked with the doctor until about eleven 0'clock that morning, then they put me under ether, which I fought. I fought it because I knew something had gone wrong, but I felt I had to know all the time just what they were doing, or if I went to sleep, I was going to die, and who would take care of Buddie. Same would stop fighting so hard to live,...die. So I asked them to get Helen for I knew she could tell the bad news, in the least distressing manner....I'll never know how she arrived so soon, and how sorry I felt for her to have to listen, for I "mewed" pretty loud. ******* My favorite nurse the nurse I would have trusted with me, in the middle of a desert, was wiping my face, saying, "You have a beautiful nine pound baby girl." "A girl?" I apostrophized,"I wonder how Sam will like a girl, I wanted a girl, I need a girl" Helen started then, raving over how lovely the baby was, and to this day hasn't quit.
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