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The Buttons

My father shared this experience with me.

One night, when my grandmother's final pills went off, my dad took the pills into her room. Almost every time someone goes into her room to give her the last pills, she is usually asleep in bed. But this time as my father walked in, she wasn't in bed. Where could she possibly be? He looked in the bathroom because that light is usually on when she goes to bed to see if she was in there. No she wasn't there. The T.V. was turned on so he decided to check in there. He finds her standing up, with her legs spread apart, with her hand on the wall. He wanted to see what she was doing and as he sat there for a bit watching her, it looked as if she was touching the wall in many places. So he decided to ask what she was doing.
"I'm pushing these buttons."
"What buttons" says my father.
"The ones right there!"
"Okay Wini, lets take your pills so you can go to sleep."
After he said that, my grandmother started speed walking, almost running, around the room. This didn't just happen once, but she continually speed walked around the room for many laps.

She must have had too much sugar that day and needed to burn all of it off so she could sleep!

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