Ellen Rosenberg. They asked her to leave Foulkeways at Gwynnedd, which she hated, b/c she couldn't walk.
Now she is somewhere in Ambler, PA.
Her boyfriend Saint Anthony has his own trucking company.
Keep on truckin, Anthony.
With her rheumatoid arthritis there isn't much she can do.
How can you have a life of meaning, I asked.
First there was David Robertson and now Ellen.
Before she left her home in Mt Airy, I did a huge blog on her.
Why did you get worse, I asked.
The nurses are terrible, she said, but the food is delicious.
Listen, I am so exhausted now I have to lie down.
I did eat a nice green salad with everything in it.
BYE FOR NOW.
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