While we listen to the Symphony of Science Hazel's finger is rebuilding itself. Cells doing what they do and their lives and actions complete again this animal who is at my feet making up stories of happy families using the screwdriver set as characters.
Cells are animals themselves and Hazel is made up of more than I can comprehend. Each of her cells has two X chromosomes (one from Sean, one from me) but each cell can only express the information from one X. I wonder, are those skin cells she's made anew making new choices which X to express? If so, are more of them voting for me this time?
