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Do you remember making plans as a child? Do you remember when surprises were something you looked forward to? Do you remember the day it all changed? I do. I remember the big fight me and Ryan had. I remember him being in my arms the next morning, drooling, talking incoherently, and staring at me like I was another stranger. I remember waiting in the hospital feeling so much at once that all I could do was sit, expressionless, as tears dried on my cheeks. I remember Christmas and decorations being an after thought at the close of that year. I remember dancing with Ryan at my brother's wedding wondering if he would be alive and walking the following week. I remember the dichotomy of him converting his temperature from Celsius to Fahrenheit in ICU yet being unable to read an analog clock anymore. My desires and my reality mixed like oil in water. People express their worries and concerns while I fondly remember and drift off to the days that those worries and concerns were min