At the nursing home where I live happily, since the stroke, it was discovered that a small stuffed white lamb, was the perfect 'thing'.to keep my paralyzed hand from scratching me, but being white, like the sheets, it eventually got lost in them and was sent to the laundry, who did not know that it belonged to me, so I missed it for three months.
I remember wishing it were some color like purple.
A short time later, the nursing home was visited by a 'Shriner' Santa and his 'helpers'. They gave every resident a candy cane, except me, I got a purple teddy bear, which became my prized possession.
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