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I remember being wheeled down the hallway and I started asking, "What number am I, what number am I?" Everyone seemed confused at my question. I'm sure they thought it was the drugs. "Am I number 82, 83, 84?" They started laughing and said, "You're #82." We got into the operating room and I said, "It's so bright in here!" That is the last thing I remember. |
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