Nadya sometimes talks to herself and blabbers imaginary things or stories to entertain herself...maybe it's her imagination working hard and her mind in overdrive.
Yesterday, while showering herself, she spoke of having metal in her brain and then stopped herself with a "Silly me, how can I have metal in my brain? Then I'll be a robot! Which I'm not!"
My workdesk is just outside the washroom and I heard what she was talking about.
I felt like telling her...."Well, I have metal in my head. 3 titanium screws to be exact. Does this make me a robot then? ;p "
But I didn't in the end...didn't want to get into a conversation with her about brain surgeries and why and how and...oh well....
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