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Cheers.

Not the drink kind. Well, kind of the drink kind. Except I currently don’t have a drink in my hand. I mean the kind where it’s a bar where everybody knows your name. except it’s not a bar, its the hospital. That’s kind of how it felt yesterday when I wheeled Kendall into our unit …

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Back for the Broviac.

So. We survived the week. My mini-meltdown of last week did eventually find resolution. No one was left behind, everyone made it to their respective places, my sanity and faith in humans and goodness was restored. Karissa’s appointment. I’m not quite ready to talk about all that the details mean, but the testing that she …

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