My mother in law’s surgery goes so well that one day after she comes home, she tries to cook and do laundry. There is going to be only a little amount of radioactive therapy, that’s all. After she recovers fully, we are on our way to Bethesda, our home. Upon my return, I visit Jan, my speech therapist. She probes me and she has news! One month of forced talking in Istanbul, from early morning till late in the evening has taken its toll on me. Miraculously my speech is much more fluent now. The good news is that the fluency has translated directly into English, too.