You wouldn't believe the songs that make me cry since Ivan died. It's just that we shared the 90's and you know what we listened to. I am at MGH for the day. I am here at least twice a week these days and often more like daily. I admit it's grown comforting like sometimes I think these people here, these doctors and patients might be the only people in this city who really know what Joe and I go through. Praying for health but sleeping each night with the sickness tucked close to you.