bad news...
The old time folks remember this post. It was one of the first posts I wrote in my journal, and it has to do with what ended up happening, as told in this post.
2001 was a crappy year, trying to deal with mom's leukemia.
And she called me monday night. her counts are down.
And I called her today, and her counts are downer.
She's probably going to be in the hospital for Christmas, 'cause the most likely cause of this is that the leukemia is back...
fuck.
2001 was a crappy year, trying to deal with mom's leukemia.
And she called me monday night. her counts are down.
And I called her today, and her counts are downer.
She's probably going to be in the hospital for Christmas, 'cause the most likely cause of this is that the leukemia is back...
fuck.
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Let me know if there's anything I can do.
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Make sure to let your teachers know if what you fear turns out to be true.
*hugs*
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**HUG** offered.
Gessi
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*hugs*
Much love,
Joyce Ann
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Salinn
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Hugs!
I know what this is like all to well.