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Proud
OMG, look at it. I'm so proud, my sister is on the internets in a scientific paper: http://www.annals.org/content/151/2/110. She's listed as the second author also, which is pretty cool next to all those MD/PHDs (RN = Registered Nurse).
She's also mentioned as an author in a second paper, but neither are available for free it seems. Ebsco Academic Search has both if you have access to that.

This made my day
Amazingly cool, a bike ride from the city center of Utrecht almost to my home: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a6Gwn4UnaPM.

I found this lovely stash of video's about biking in the Netherlands, many of them featuring my own place of residence, Utrecht. It seems I live in a Utopia :).

I live about 500 meters away from where the video ends and I've cycled the same path many many many times, including the extremely bumpy bits where the tree roots break the asphalt; which is why I prefer the parallel route myself.

Pea Soup
On monday I talked to my mom on the telephone. We talked about her prospects of the future. Last year she underwent surgery to remove a brain tumor, this was in the beginning of december. She was home for christmas. Last monday she learned that the braintumor had returned. I talked to her about the meeting this thursday where the specialists would evaluate her scans and condition and how to progress. We also talked about the pea soup I was going to make in a little while (this is a traditional Dutch winter food and with the beginning of spring this would likely be the last time for a while to eat it). I didn't want the conversation to have an entirely negative connotation so I brought up the soup. (My mom and I both love traditional Dutch winter food.)
This turned out to be the last conversation we would ever have as this morning she had a brain hemmorage, she slipped into a coma late in the morning and died minutes before me and my sister arrived this afternoon.

I am at my parents' now and it's slightly unreal. I am surrounded by her books and knicknacks. Knowing she will never get a chance to see them again.

Everyone has gone to bed and I am alone with the dog, wondering whether she too will someday realise that mom has gone.

At least we had a conversation about what we both loved and she didn't go through a long period of suffering in hospital.

Still... This sucks.

I am posting this from my mobile so I hope the link below is ok, I know my mom loved Dylan Thomas.
Dylan Thomas - Death Shall Have No Dominion

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