That is a big sigh. M-E's back on track. They are going to introduce her body to her oral chemo in half doses for awhile. They think they were a bit too energetic. She is going to get a rest.
So am I.
Twenty Years, Two Hundred and Forty Months, Seven Thousand Days, and Three Hundred Days. Since we started chasing Leukemia.
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