Needles full of radioactive contrast, drinks full of frothy nastiness. Ativan is vying for my affection, but Heather helped to keep me sane. Together they were a good pair.
Now my head is full of fuzziness and I'm trying not to think too much about the next results. At earliest I'll hear tomorrow.
Until then...wait.
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Kristina,
I am praying for you!!!!! My words fail but the prayers don't. Wish I lived close enough to come by with cookies or something. Instead know that I am thinking of you. Thanks for being the amazing woman that you are!
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