A cough in the middle of the night.
Followed by another.
Then a soft moan of discomfort.
That’s all it takes.
I’m transported to a night over two years ago when I woke up to hear Peyton crying in her sleep.
“I hurt, mommy.”
Those three words foreshadowed pain and sickness and disease.
I didn’t know it at the time.
It would be [...]

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All over the universe there are lists, lists of things that made us happy, lists of things that pretty much blew, lists of lists.
So, of course, because I’m so terribly original, I thought I’d do some lists of my very own!
This is probably the most random and scattered list you’ll ever read, full of the [...]

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Maybe you’ve tried to make a deal with God.
Perhaps your negotiations took place on the bathroom floor, swearing that your lips would never touch a drop of tequila E.V.E.R. again if God would only let you live through the night.
I seem to recall I swore I would never even look at Peter again if God [...]

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This whole post was supposed to be about Peyton’s surgery.  Her port was scheduled to come out and I had planned to spend an anxious night, dreading and worrying about all the possibilities.
But the surgery was postponed because Peyton developed pink eye.
Yeah. Pink eye.  We can get through cancer and chemotherapy, radiation and infections…pink eye [...]

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Peyton will be having surgery to take out her port.
Last week at her clinic appointment, I was so excited to see her counts rebounding and to have that proof in my hand that her body was truly recovering from the treatment that I totally forgot to update about her non-fuctioning port.
Grrrrr.
That port.
For those that [...]

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