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e shtunë, 1 shtator 2007

Hiaz.... Yesterday, I went to hospital to visit my granny which she was hospitalized. I went to visit her yesterday, she look quite surprisingly alert and seems no signs of sickness can be detected from her facial expression. No pain or pale look that devour from her.

After hering her strange sickness, I started to tense up and worried about her. Though she told us that staying there is boring and she would like to play poker which the nurse rejected from her playing. Feeling quite funny that her illness is strange that she couldn't wake up as if so, she will feel giddy unless she lie down or in the sitting position. Even the doctor could not find what kind of illness is that after much observation.

Hopefully she will get better and to kill her bordness, I decided to visit her the next time with sme poker cards on hand to keep her time occupied from bordness.

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