I sat by her bed as she lay in the hospital in a vegatative state, and day after day I would hold my hand in front of her seemingly vacant eyes and slowly open and close my fingers. And one day I saw almost imperceptable movement in her fingers, a twitch, really, but it definitely coincided with my hand movement. Then one day I did the movement with only my thumb and her thumb would twitch. I told the nurses and doctors, who said such things as, coincidence, random muscle twitches, not possible, etc. One doctor, kinda condecendingly, I thought, but perhaps in genuine encouragement, said, "Well, if it makes you feel better you just keep on doing it." And my wife would read to her, play music through her headphones, bring in such things as sandpaper, balloons, wet spounges, etc, and rub them over her fingers to feel the various textures, anything we could think of to stimulate her brain.
Now she has nagged, harrassed and cajoled me until I am going to take her out next Friday to the range and put a .44 magnum with full-house loads in those hands, as they have handled everything else I have, from .22 to .38 Special to 9mm to .45 ACP. The .45 ACP brought a big grin to her face and she looked at me and said, "this is my favorite". I would not bet against the .44 mag becoming her new favorite, though. Recoil has never bothered her in the least.
Now she has nagged, harrassed and cajoled me until I am going to take her out next Friday to the range and put a .44 magnum with full-house loads in those hands, as they have handled everything else I have, from .22 to .38 Special to 9mm to .45 ACP. The .45 ACP brought a big grin to her face and she looked at me and said, "this is my favorite". I would not bet against the .44 mag becoming her new favorite, though. Recoil has never bothered her in the least.
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