Hoping for time to fly . . .

I know it shouldn’t, but it does. It’s all we can think about. It fills every waking moment, every thought. It’s filled with what-if’s, maybe’s and what-not’s.
Next week Friday we see the neurosurgeon. Hopefully we won’t be sent to yet another specialist, yet more blood- and other tests. Hopefully this is the last stop and [...]

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