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The nurses had assured me that I wouldn't feel a thing, and the only reason I needed to be awake was so they could ask me questions during the brain surgery; the doctor seemed to know what he was doing in my opinion until I heard him grumble, "Oops."
I held my grandmother's hands as she slowly began to fade, telling her I loved her through my tears, she smiled at me sadly, and told me right before taking her last breath, “I know you do honey, but the feeling isn't mutual.”
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