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Sometimes she will talk of it, not often, but maybe her mother, just to see how she is doing, opens a door in her mind again. Dead mother, in her very special way, still cares. When young, very young, she was taken on long silent walks to the emergency room; another inexplicable illness had crept into her bed. One more deadly threshold needed to be avoided, a mother’s love demanded it, needed this stage, this on-going hospital drama she had created for her daughter. Back then they had interesting remedies for chronically sick little girls, some involved iron tubes and leather straps, calming gas. Prolonged poking and bedrest. Mother was always word perfect, knew all the medical terms, could discuss with ease all the signs and symptoms. All was meticulously rehearsed. The Doctors, if suspicious were compliant. After umpteen visits medical records grew voluminous. They sent inspectors; case books were opened. Eventually her mother closed herself down, hiding behind a wall of ignorance. After all she was the victim, she kept telling her daughter so. When her mind finally broke only my wife could see it, could tell that all that imagined sickness had turned itself back upon her seeking at long last a real a cure, however she died knowing there never was one.

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Date: 8/19/2020 3:26:00 AM
The very far side of dark, Eric; excellent write.
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Eric Ashford
Date: 8/19/2020 7:38:00 AM
Yes and fortunately I left out the real darkens of this horrible condition. My wife survived it and has never thought of herself as a victim of that strange malady. Thanks for the comment L. e
Date: 8/18/2020 8:14:00 AM
Horrors! I thought Munchausen's only existed on "House." Very good writing, though!
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Eric Ashford
Date: 8/18/2020 8:30:00 AM
Thank you Sunlite Wanter, yes horrors indeed. My wife is a survivor though. Thanks for the comment. Cheers. e

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