I looked down, and there it was — my heart, feverishly thumping. My valves looked like little whips snapping back and forth. It was a strange sight indeed.
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10/26/17
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Because I don’t live near my children, when I visit, I stay with them, for anywhere from a few days to a week.
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7/9/14
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On my last day of radiation, I drove up to the NYU Women’s Cancer Center and saw a man leaning against the front door, smoking.
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3/8/12
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The symbol for love, and especially for Valentine’s Day on Feb. 14, is the heart -- big, red, beating and healthy. But for some babies born with a congenital heart defect, the organ doesn’t work like it’s supposed to, and can mean pain and anguish for their families and loved ones.
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By Mary Malloy
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2/9/11
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