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"The Letter"
27 June 2007 03:48Dear Paula:
I saw someone who resembled you today. They sort-of-looked like you, but were in a state of Rip-Van-Wrinkle-and even after 40 years, I know you won't wake up. Accepting it, is another matter.
I keep thinking your come walking in, wearing your green scrubs, with a bright energetic smile saying "Hey Kev". Once the evening shift wears down, you'll bring me some coffee, or we'll order subs, and talk about your boob inhancement--you'll make me laugh.
I can't thank you enough for covering me, the last night we worked together, while I caught up on some much needed sleep, from having spent the past weekend in D.C. I so greatly appreciated it, and came back from my nap, refreshed and ready to go. I owe it to you for saying "Kev, its slow, go back and take another 1/2 hour nap, we got you covered", and you did.
Heard that you and Marilyn got into it, the night before your accident. She was there today, actually being supportive, and frankly impressed me-somewhat how she has handled this situation. Jean and I talked to your husband and your parents. They seem really down to earth. Don showed up with Barb, Amy, Dani, Heather, the rest of the crew. The night shift is somewhat close-nit, and since we work together, ALOT, and trust each other greatly, it was hard to see one of our team players no longer in the fight. I didn't realise that, untill I saw you laying there.
Remember that night when you came over to the bungalow, and brought those hot boys back from the bar, or when we sat around with glue guns and made an outfit for your rafting expidition? I still can't believe you bought that expensive strand of rhinestones, but girl, you looked hot-like you always did.
Is it pleasant where you are? On a beach, tossing back the cocktails, and laughing with your daughter Stephanie? Will you talk to me, and tell me to take it down a notch, when I become a big snarky bitch and start to loose control? Your honesty and frankness, kept me in line, and in-check. That's what I'll miss most about you. No one else could keep me in line, like you.
Kameron and I are going to Lansboro this weekend with his new "chick" for a wine tasting and then off to dinner at the Red wood Room. Allan moves to Canada this weekend, and besides that, life is pretty much the same here in Rochester. I work all next week, which will keep my mind hopefully off present state of affairs.
Hey, do you want me to try to contact Dr. Sarkar? I know how you felt about him, and i am sure he would be wondering why you havn't answered his emails if he still writes. Maybe I'll ask Barb this morning, on her thoughts of the matter. I think you told me he is in Ohio-I'm sure he hasn't heard.
We'll Paula, I hope this finds you.... and finds you well....where-ever that is... I need to stop crying, finish my charting, and get my ass back to work. Wanted to let you know, that i was sure the hell thinking of you, and missing you.... if you get the chance, write back, will ya?
Your friend,
Kevin
I saw someone who resembled you today. They sort-of-looked like you, but were in a state of Rip-Van-Wrinkle-and even after 40 years, I know you won't wake up. Accepting it, is another matter.
I keep thinking your come walking in, wearing your green scrubs, with a bright energetic smile saying "Hey Kev". Once the evening shift wears down, you'll bring me some coffee, or we'll order subs, and talk about your boob inhancement--you'll make me laugh.
I can't thank you enough for covering me, the last night we worked together, while I caught up on some much needed sleep, from having spent the past weekend in D.C. I so greatly appreciated it, and came back from my nap, refreshed and ready to go. I owe it to you for saying "Kev, its slow, go back and take another 1/2 hour nap, we got you covered", and you did.
Heard that you and Marilyn got into it, the night before your accident. She was there today, actually being supportive, and frankly impressed me-somewhat how she has handled this situation. Jean and I talked to your husband and your parents. They seem really down to earth. Don showed up with Barb, Amy, Dani, Heather, the rest of the crew. The night shift is somewhat close-nit, and since we work together, ALOT, and trust each other greatly, it was hard to see one of our team players no longer in the fight. I didn't realise that, untill I saw you laying there.
Remember that night when you came over to the bungalow, and brought those hot boys back from the bar, or when we sat around with glue guns and made an outfit for your rafting expidition? I still can't believe you bought that expensive strand of rhinestones, but girl, you looked hot-like you always did.
Is it pleasant where you are? On a beach, tossing back the cocktails, and laughing with your daughter Stephanie? Will you talk to me, and tell me to take it down a notch, when I become a big snarky bitch and start to loose control? Your honesty and frankness, kept me in line, and in-check. That's what I'll miss most about you. No one else could keep me in line, like you.
Kameron and I are going to Lansboro this weekend with his new "chick" for a wine tasting and then off to dinner at the Red wood Room. Allan moves to Canada this weekend, and besides that, life is pretty much the same here in Rochester. I work all next week, which will keep my mind hopefully off present state of affairs.
Hey, do you want me to try to contact Dr. Sarkar? I know how you felt about him, and i am sure he would be wondering why you havn't answered his emails if he still writes. Maybe I'll ask Barb this morning, on her thoughts of the matter. I think you told me he is in Ohio-I'm sure he hasn't heard.
We'll Paula, I hope this finds you.... and finds you well....where-ever that is... I need to stop crying, finish my charting, and get my ass back to work. Wanted to let you know, that i was sure the hell thinking of you, and missing you.... if you get the chance, write back, will ya?
Your friend,
Kevin
