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great news

My brother is awake. At first he couldn't speak and he put his hand on his heart and pointed to my mum.

now he is using words . . .

it looks like everything is going to be ok so far :-)

he is a fighter alright!!!!


Aimee said…

I'm so sorry to hear about your brother, but it sounds like things are better. I'll keep your family in my thoughts.
postpran said…
thanks Aimee. Yes he is doing better. Working hard in rehab. he is strong :-)
Wende said…
Marcus, I'm so sorry to hear about the accident but glad that your brother is ok. I haven't been in here for a bit--been busy--but I will let Gary know...
Wende :)

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