So Rosy is lying in the hospital bed right now, in her last few hours or days. Her liver is so messed up they couldn't do anything for her in the operation room. They took her to Hotel Dieu from The Met, looked at it, and sent her back to the Met. She's going to die now. My other sister said her mind is worse than it was yesterday. The brain cancer has obviously gotten worse with the liver not functioning anymore. She's done. At 41.
Just a note I wanted to write for myself so I could remember this.
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