Aged thirteen, is just this minute having a gallstone removed from her biliary tree. I light a candle for her swift recovery. When she has recovered from that they will schedule surgery to get the rest of it. She was, by the garbled fifth hand account I got, hours away from pancreatitis and the ghastly grip of the Grim Reaper. And, of course, she refused to see a doctor until she was just about a goner. And technically she’s First Cousin Once Removed Katherine, which I hasten to add before my mOm sticks it in the comments.