Sure, the wiring was different but not different enough for me to screw up her back even worse if that was even possible. Settling in with my focus, I...went to work removing the scar tissueWhat I found was that everything the doctors had used x-rays, CAT scans, and MRI's did not lie as her spinal cord had been partially severed. For me though it created several more problems because the scar tissue was just that: scar tissue with none of the neurological connections I thought should have been. .is...Benjamin.I told him after a few hours that I had to catch the bus for home. Hewalked me to the stop all the while holding my hand which I didn't noticeright away but when I did I did not let go. He asked if I would be backthe next day and I said I would, (I had no intention of doing so). I keptgiggling to myself all the way home and almost giggled like a girl a fewtimes.I fell asleep thinking of how much I enjoyed my day, the first time inmaybe years that I could say I really. " I was beginning to believe that Inez's penchant for raw, emotional tunes stemmed from her tapping into her past experiences. I felt that "Think" was a tune she could relate to in many ways."Okay, you've got me convinced," smiled Inez. "You have to admit, though ... it is a stretch." And that's a good thing," I said with conviction. "Remember, you talked me into doing 'Little Red Corvette', using the same logic." Guilty as charged," Inez laughed."We've discussed this before," I pointed out,. "When I first saw you I felt sorry for you tohave a husband that looked like him. But now I'm almost jealous.You're a lucky woman." Oh, I've never been happier. And he hasn't either. There's anarticle you should read," my wife suggested. "It's about how to getyour husband to do whatever you want. The author has lots ofexperience getting her husband to do what she wants." She told themthe magazine and the issue it was in. So obviously my wife had seenthat article. I'd have to ask her.