I am finally setting up my very own blog. Who knew...just a few years ago the term "blog" meant nothing to me. While I knew it had to do with internet postings, I figured it was only for those computer savvy people out there. Fast forward to present time, and you find me addicted to no less than five blogs which I read religiously and cry when they're not updated regularly.
3.28.2008
no.smoking.
Since none of you stepped up, i brought e. as my date to the blood donor appreciation dinner tonight. She was a great date. We sat at a table with two little boys- the only other kids there- and she was thoroughly entertained. They were actually guests, and their dad was one of the guest speakers. The older boy (who's 4) had cancer, and was inpatient for 7 months from january through august of last year. He's in complete remission now, and looks like a healthy kid. While his dad was giving his talk, they showed a slide show of pictures of him during his treatment. E., who'd just spent a few hours playing with him, was very concerned about his tubes and lack of hair in the pictures. She asked how he got cancer since he's too little to smoke. I guess we've really pushed the smoking=cancer issue.
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Cute story.
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