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Finding the right words

One year and a day ago, I woke up at 4 a.m. to ready myself for surgery. As I showered with the strange antibiotic soap I was required to use, I thought once again about the day ahead. I was apprehensive, but resigned. I needed to get this done. My husband and my son Chris drove me to the hospital less than an hour later, and Chris said goodbye in the parking ramp. This was May 19, 2021, and Aurora St. Luke’s Hospital in Milwaukee was in...