1:25 Waiting.
We've had lunch, given the samples of blood and pee. Now, we wait for our appt to hear the results. Appt was scheduled for 1:20, but they never happen on time. The Husband has to leave at 2:30 to pick The Princess up from camp. Please hurry, Doctor. I feel better when I'm not the only one receiving the news.
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- Lizard Eater
- I live in a lot of worlds. The suburbs. A Unitarian Universalist Church. Ministry. Mommy group. Missional Theology. Childhood cancer land. I write about all of it here.
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