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Twenty Years, Two Hundred and Forty Months, Seven Thousand Days, and Three Hundred Days. Since we started chasing Leukemia.
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Saturday, August 18, 2012
Somethings even surprise me.
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I came to your blog because my husband went through a bone marrow transplant almost 2 years ago and a stem cell infusion a year ago (how time flies!) I think you had visited our blog - The Bone Marrow Boogie. Through some amazing miracle (probably Betsy) I discovered we have some things in common, including early life in Idaho. And I think our dads may have been friends who shared an interest in beekeeping? It sounds too incredible, too far-fetched, but does that seem like it could be possible?
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