I think we’ve all had to do a bit of growing up this week. But growing up in the company of friends who’ve known you for a while, and then some… that helps. A lot.
I think any mother who stands outside a critical care unit watching her daughter battle for her life would be extremely heartened when watching an endless stream of visitors giving support to her youngest. To all my friends who were able to be there in person, I salute your individual strengths. As corny as this sounds, if love has anything to do with her getting better, not only would she be sitting up… I think she’d be running marathons by now.
I thank the people behind the BB Messenger app, which has allowed friends to keep me updated for nary a penny.
I thank Mark Zuckerberg and the team at Facebook for providing a platform that enabled us to rally round our own in times of need. Now, about that drawing our Prophet thing… I hope you got my strongly worded email.
I thank House M.D. for teaching me about white blood cells, broad spectrum antibiotics and pulmonary embolisms.

