She fought her way thru 10days in ICU (3 on vent, God & all his angels intervened & changed the orders back or I wud hv lost her) & even sedated on the vent, about broke my hand when I talked to her about daddy, and sang old HankWms songs she sang to me when I was dinky & she was hanging out the sheets - «I love you, a bushel & a peck...» or when I was finishing off her baking with a «daddy pie» — «Hey, good
lookin»,
whatcha got cookin»...» Had to peel her fingers loose & hv the bruises to prove it!