you cut me deeply with your accusation. I spend every waking hour, and some sleeping too, thinking of the dreaded 19. There a words meaning protection etched into every flat surface around the house and every one of them taunts me and seem to yell at me, "it's me, can't you see, you fool, it's so obvious, it's me, me, me"
So, please, someone, end this torture, soon!!
PS Is there still a problem with 94?