My mother died at 4:30 a.m. Pacific Time four years ago. I awakened when it happened, got dressed to take the dog out, picked up my cell phone and awaited the call. It took about 45 minutes on our walk for my sister to call and I told her I knew. I was two hours out on the time zone, east from Pacific.
I know when things are right, and when they’re wrong. Most men don’t understand this and I believe that’s why doctors, for years, thought women were suffering from “hysteria.”
In medicine, we should embrace ancient practices that may work (acupuncture et al) that don’t need expensive drugs that our US economy depends on.
In work, there is a balance that must emphasize quality of work and camaraderie. It must also emphasize life/work balance.
In personal life, that is between partners, children, beliefs.
Every day we struggle to get by, personally, professionally and as many others are experiencing, financially.
I don’t know. Usually I get a feeling for what’s right but I don’t know right now. That bothers me. When it comes to me, I’ll let you know, cheers, Dee
Cooking with Dee 
I call that my “diagnostic instinct”, but it works outside the office too.
Continuing condolences on your mom, my dear.
No need for that m’dear. It’s just that we were so disconnected personally but I had a visceral reaction and bolted up in bed the moment she died. Your cousin and Z-Girl are doing well and it appears the recent dog attacks have stopped. These are good things. xoxo D&Z
When I answered the phone, I didn’t say hello, just said “I know.” My sister asked who from hospice called me and I said no-one. Mom did. Perhaps that’s our closure but I haven’t seen it that way until now. Dee