After church, she went down for a nap and woke up with no memory of the service. She recalled all events within minutes, but her children dragged her in for a visit.
“Everyone’s foggy post-nap,” I declared. “Call if it happens again.”
She sighed with relief and walked out with a smile...her purse still under the chair.
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Well told...did you call her back?
Hi Ruth,
I did. We both had a good laugh first, then agreed to revisit this memory thing at her upcoming annual exam.
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