. "even marty could see that jonas needed to come home . he has a lot of grieving to do ."
"yes ," she said .
the EMT was young . she wore a lot of makeup . she wa busy getting everything ready for the rad .
"you must be scared ," i said to lauren .
"this is the worst yet for me ," lauren said .
i reminded myself that lauren was talking about her illness . the worst exacerbation of her MS yet .
the EMT closed the ambulance doors . i was flooded with memories of the mojave . i could feel my jawbones clench as i tried to coral my panic .
she fussed with the monitors . the ambulance started rolling .i hadn't told lauren about tarzana or the mojave .
"what does larry think ?" i asked as te ambulance turned onto wadswoerth . larry arbuthnot was lauren 's longtime neurologist .
lauren said ." he says it's too soon to tekll . we have to give the steroid a chance . he'll stop by tonight at the hospital . we'lll talk about starting tysabri .
tysabri would be high tech prophylaxi agaisnt the next exacerbation of MS . solumedrol was treatment for this exacerbation of MS . if the seroids suceeeded in reducing the inflammatiion on her spinal cord , lauren's paraparsis might wane , maybe even disappear . if it didn't ?"
holy shit ."ytou 've had one day of solumdrol so far ?" i asked
"two , twomore to go ," she said .
i held her hand . we werequiet . it was not the natural silence of a cpouple that had been married for years , comforting each other during a time of crisios . it was deadtime .
we were dropping into the boulder valley . out the baqck window of the ambulance i could see the blunt southwest corner of adrienne ooften maintained that the original architect wanted to use that spot the house for a drawmatic turret and covered porch , but that homesteaders had been too timid to build it .
"yes ," she said .
the EMT was young . she wore a lot of makeup . she wa busy getting everything ready for the rad .
"you must be scared ," i said to lauren .
"this is the worst yet for me ," lauren said .
i reminded myself that lauren was talking about her illness . the worst exacerbation of her MS yet .
the EMT closed the ambulance doors . i was flooded with memories of the mojave . i could feel my jawbones clench as i tried to coral my panic .
she fussed with the monitors . the ambulance started rolling .i hadn't told lauren about tarzana or the mojave .
"what does larry think ?" i asked as te ambulance turned onto wadswoerth . larry arbuthnot was lauren 's longtime neurologist .
lauren said ." he says it's too soon to tekll . we have to give the steroid a chance . he'll stop by tonight at the hospital . we'lll talk about starting tysabri .
tysabri would be high tech prophylaxi agaisnt the next exacerbation of MS . solumedrol was treatment for this exacerbation of MS . if the seroids suceeeded in reducing the inflammatiion on her spinal cord , lauren's paraparsis might wane , maybe even disappear . if it didn't ?"
holy shit ."ytou 've had one day of solumdrol so far ?" i asked
"two , twomore to go ," she said .
i held her hand . we werequiet . it was not the natural silence of a cpouple that had been married for years , comforting each other during a time of crisios . it was deadtime .
we were dropping into the boulder valley . out the baqck window of the ambulance i could see the blunt southwest corner of adrienne ooften maintained that the original architect wanted to use that spot the house for a drawmatic turret and covered porch , but that homesteaders had been too timid to build it .
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