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All of It 103 On Her Side When I told the healer about my mother’s last day— the stroke, no neurologist to give the clot-dissolving shot; mountains fogged in, no airlift possible; no ambulance for long-distance transport when I told her of my frantic drive back, cell service disappearing in road cuts, around hills, trying to talk to the ER doctor whose true language was Hindi, trying to talk to my brother in Ireland when I wept and said storms next morning kept the helicopter away till noon; then I chased it back to Lexington to find Mother in another ER, on a ventilator, how they couldn’t do more tests because something seemed to be happening more strokes heart stopped CODE shocked twice a mountain range of beats when I said, after doctor talks and more phone calls, I told them not to start my mother’s heart again and my husband and sons and girlfriend gathered round 104 All of It then stepped out and with just me holding her hand life left twenty-four hours after she was carried from her house the healer said “Everything was on her side.” ...

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