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In the hospital bed, the fight over her hospital expense between her daughters was making her sick more than the diagnosed ailment. She was with them to help them out per their invitation but nowadays she felt of being used, and doctor wants to know the reason for her stress which she couldn’t speak of.
written on 2/20/12
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