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My mother had her surgical procedure this morning, and though she's in the hospital until sometime Thursday, everything went fine and she's okay. I went to bed at 10am this morning. I can't sleep in general so you can only imagine it's quite impossible for me to sleep when I'm worrying about something as important as my mother. But I think I'm allergic to the morning light because at about 7am, I got so congested and my nose was running horrendously and I couldn't stop sneezing with my eyes watering and itching and the works. Alas, I survived and so did my mother and all of that is a huge relief.