My Mother was taken by ambulance on December 27 to the hospital with pancreatitis (she also has Alzheimers), and every doctor was basically preparing us for the worst. I remember she looked so weak, so far from the Mom I know. Before she went into surgery to have her gallbladder removed, I put my Strength key around her neck. She had it throughout her acute stay, and I couldn't help but think it helped! But when her belongings (nightgown, shoes, socks, and magazines) were transferred to the rehab hospital, over a month later, there was no key. Oh well, I just hoped someone else would pass it on. Against all odds, she came home in late February and is on the road to recovery. She requires a lot of assistance, and it can be hard to see her struggle with her memory. I hadn't thought about the key. But at the beginning of April to my shock and amazement, knotted up on the table at my parent's home was my key – over a month after her leaving the hospital! I had been there many times so I know it hadn't been lying there. I asked my Mom, my Dad, my brother, and the cleaning lady, no one had seen it, yet there it was. I guess my Mom was done with it and someone decided I needed it back! She always was stronger than me!