Meg stood by Jordan to see if she could help, and watched him as he worked, once or twice resting her eyes on his bulging crotch."It's so good of you ...o help me out like this," she said. "I hadn't got a clue what to do."After a while Jordan said, "Try that now Meg, run a tap and see what happens."She ran the water for a while and then he called up to her, "All seems Ok now; you shouldn't need that bucket here anymore."As she held out a hand to help Jordan get up, they both noticed the sludgy. The nursing staff quickly brought Ryan’s body back to us in his assigned room, where Barbara had been sleeping earlier that night and early morning, so that we could mourn in greater privacy than in the CICU. We each took turns holding him, and kissing his head, and weeping together, talking about him and reminiscing with some memories of him while over the next hour or so Barbara and I begin the task of calling our family members, friends, church family, and Ryan’s in-home nursing team to tell. It was 8pm when I finished the stack, I proofread ea line making sure that I didn?t make a error, my eyes were shot. I called mother to pick me up and take me to Givens again. The next day in the afternoon, I was finishing the reports that he wanted to reword some phases that i just did the night before. I had to go to his office to pick-up the stack, with the new 4in high heels it was hard, I thought I was going to twist my ankle. Mata came in as I left the office, she just knocked and went in. The CS guy had a very jaded view of his job. The recycling of concubines who had outlived their usefulness had really soured. There was no longer a forty-eight hour rule before an innocent concubine was recycled. My job was to find sponsors for the released concubines or to get them alive to the colony CS pool. This would turn out to be harder than I would have ever expected, since the mental state of these concubines was often very depressed and suicidal.The CS pod could handle twenty-four.