Lincoln Grandchildren & G-Grandchildren

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I just have to insert a personal note here as to the nastiness of infections (stop groaning!): In 1993, when she was 79 years old, my mother received a hip transplant that only worked for a month before it slipped out of joint. During the second procedure, she developed an infection that kept her in the hospital for four months and a rehab center for six months before I brought her to live with me. They never cured the infection, but decided that it could not be passed on.

Mom lived to be 94 years old -- and kept two running sores (one at the base of her neck in front and one in the incision) until the day she died. Each was about the size of a fifty-cent piece. The mortician was the one who had to do the cosmetic surgery to hide the throat one.

If the doctors ever knew what form of infection it was, they never told me; and no antibiotic or skin cream did any good. If they couldn't cure Mom in modern times, I can understand how things got out of control with Jack Lincoln.