Day 9: Walking with the walker and stating
"fine go to bed, I don't need anything from anyone"
She is doing way better. When she gets mad, she is getting better.
Twenty Years, Two Hundred and Forty Months, Seven Thousand Days, and Three Hundred Days. Since we started chasing Leukemia.
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