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(4:00. LuAnn—eye drops. Christina Woloschin is raising hell out in the hall, around the corner. No one knows what her trouble is. At lunch time Alexandra, the Russian cleaning lady I made friends with in rehab, was in Christina’s room speaking Russian with her. It turned out that part of Christina’s trouble was that as she sat in her room with no lights on, she thought she was in prison. She was afraid of her dark room.

[...] In 329 on the other side of the bathroom we could hear Christina through two doors, singing in Russian and English. [...]

(Now Christina was sounding off in jumbled English and Russian, singing bits and pieces of Merry Christmas, Happy Birthday, Georgia, and so forth. [...]

[...] He went next door and said hello to Christina in Russian. [...]

[...] It was the Russian lady, Christina, who’s over 90. [...] Christina kept calling for Georgia, who’d taught her her name last time. [...]

(Which reminds me that after she left us, Susie went next door to tease at Christina, but for some reason Christina didn’t respond with her own Russian mixture of unintelligible cries and pleadings for Georgia.

(Christina Woloschin—out of her room all day.

(Christina Woloschin has been out of her room all day. [...]