Yikes. Annika's hemoglobin went from 9.7 when she came out of surgery to 4.2 less than 2 hours later. I think we're looking at some serious quality time with the blood bank around here.
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She lay on her back
for a few seconds,
at the textured ceiling
with the mysterious
spaghetti sauce stain.
flapping her arms and legs
there on the floor, as if to swish
the imaginary snow
into a snow angel.
"Falling down is also a gift!" says she.