Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book. Book Preview: #1 I was twelve hours from death when I called the surgeon who had removed my cervix. I was loath to cry wolf again, but my apartment looked like a crime scene. I was crying medium-sized dog, possibly rabid. #2 I was grateful for my escape from a toxic and lonely marriage, but I've been as alone as I've ever been. My eldest has been living with his girlfriend in Bangkok, where he's teaching English. My youngest is away at summer camp. #3 I was downsized, and I couldn't afford a home health aide or food. I was forced to go to the hospital, where my daughter brought me some blood clots that turned out to be giant blood clots. I was hemorrhaging enough already. #4 I had no memory of entering the hospital, but a trail of blood indicated that I had. Emergency room receptionist, asking for my name. Other voices had taken over the task of speaking it. My name was unretrievable because my divorce was taking longer than expected.