Atomictumor

Got the whole Blueberry Farm clan at the house, and they brought Wendys.  Food and fatigue are good.

I said goodbye to my wife a few hours ago, and told her that I’d raise her children, and that I’ll always love her, and all that jazz.  She had dropped her BP to 55 while her parents and I was in there, and I managed to get it out before I left to let Jack and Dr. Ali do their thing.

Ha, its hard to type with everybody in here.

They put another line and some more meds in her (although she was at the max of what they could give her), and brought it back up.  I thought she was going to die.

God, I want her back.  Que sera sera.  If I lose her, tomorrow will still be Sunday.

I love you, BJ.

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