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My mother's neighbours are a female couple who have lived adjacent for some 23 years. They have been good chums to all of our family before Dad's illness, but subsequent to its onset were just stalwart. Now one of the lasses (who is my age) was diagnosed with a malignant tumour on her neck in April. She had the whatever-ectomy last week. I took her and her partner back from the hospital when she was discharged, and in ten minutes I have to leave to take her to get her staples (not stitches) removed.

Illness touches all of our lives peripherally until it's our turn.

Go well and do good things, and just perhaps someone might do good things back when you need it most. Probably not, of course, but one can hope.