Back in November, I promised myself that I would spend the weeks in between scans in a state of joy, appreciation...and push thoughts of the future aside. I succeeded in all but the past few days...but then, today is the next scan.



I don't know what to think going into this, what to hope. She's had some rough days as of late...

Okay, well, my head is very full right now, and filing the thoughts in order to express myself clearly is a paper cut waiting to happen. I'm off to try to psych myself up for free waiting room cappuccino....