After she had retired a few years earlier, Aunt Edith joined a gym. She said she wanted to be thin again before she died. The pounds were coming off, but she was losing weight on only one side of her abdomen and the surgeon removed a three-pound malignant tumor. I spoke to her when the anesthesia wore off and she was laughing already: “Ronni,” she said, “this is the hardest three pounds I ever lost.”
[If you missed them earlier, there is more of Aunt Edith's story, in chronological order, at these links:]
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einstein2 @ 2003-09-16 said:
Excellent little story : )
tatefox @ 2003-09-16 said:
I agree, thanks for sharing.
av_producer @ 2003-09-16 said:
Warm smile. Nice memory.
zinetv @ 2003-09-16 said:
Aunt Edith certainly had a good attitude on life.
jungalero @ 2003-09-16 said:
This is a great photo, made more wonderful by the story.
storyville @ 2003-09-16 said:
This is a very nice place.
natalie @ 2003-09-16 said:
ribena @ 2003-09-16 said:
Warmth is exactly the word, both the image and the story. I was wondering when, and how, Aunt Edith would weave back into your story. She seems to be as much a subject here as you.
roomwithaview @ 2003-09-17 said:
Following Aunt Edith here has been a very heart warming journey. She is still so lovely here. Intelligence and warmth exudes from all her photos.