When I went to visit her when she was having symptoms, Mary Ann joked about having a brain tumor. On some level, and with her avoiding doctors for most of her adult life, she must have guessed that there was "something wrong." She also brought up, again, the idea of moving in with her last week. She lives alone in a house in Long Island. Given the events of the past several days, I'm starting to lean in that direction. We'll see.