Brother Number Two once spoke to me as I was lying on the floor, post-seizure. Confused and silent, I just looked at him as he spoke gibberish, laughing hysterically at himself being so funny.
I didn’t know whether to be offended or amused when he told me this last night.
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Thursday, 6 November 2008
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