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Small trials, small victories

S is a much better person than I am. For a lot of reasons. But here’s one.

She doesn’t let things make her crazy.

Like, the day after we went to Shock Trauma, and she came out scratched up and bandaged up and in 2 casts, we stopped at the local CSV here, to get emergency refills of a few things, plus a bunch of other supplies, because quite obviously she was going to be here longer than planned.

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