to intrude on private grief, I wouldn't normally bother with stories like this one:
Reading it brought back to mind my all-time favourite hypnotist joke.
Ready? OK. Look into my eyes, deep into my eyes...
The trainee hypnotist's first stage show was going really well. So well in fact that the ingénue, somewhat over-confidently demanded of a hypnotised volunteer that he "lightly" hit the performer over the head with a hammer.
Somewhat predictably, things didn't go quite as planned and several months later our young hero finally starts to come round after months in a concussion induced coma. His grateful family gather round the bed to witness his return to consciousness.A return which involves him suddenly sitting bolt upright in bed, spreading his arms to the sides and declaiming "Ta Da-a-ah!"
I just love that gag, I don't know why, I just do.