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Tonight was one of those nights. I sat at the baby grand and wrote a tune for my wife who has been in the hospital most of the summer. First with a staph infection, to you have cancer, wait... no you don't, to oops, yes you do somewhere else, back to just kidding you don't have cancer... now to "we don't know".
As I look at what I just typed, you'd figure this will be an angry song, but it's not.
 At least the room has a nice view of the bay.
Sept 4 Update: Home from the hospital. Theory is she has Bullous Pyoderma Gangrenosum. Next up, Toronto for more tests.
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