Feels like a promotion. Maybe a graduation—like going from kindergarten to first grade?
John’s “passed” his oncology tests yesterday and is now promoted to six month intervals. Which, yes good for him, but this is also means that I can now move out six whole months in my fear and worries.
Nutty thinking? Yes, I know it is, but if you’ve lived in Cancer Land you know how this crazy fear clock ticks.
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