It didn't toy with me this time, dragging things out, sending false symptoms, or any such thing. CD34 turned into CD1 very straightforwardly. That was nice of it.
I pretty much cried myself out on Monday and Tuesday, and after an emotional hemmorage like that, there's just not much to devote to a few tablespoons of blood. So that's nice. At least I'm not a wreck today. Just very, very quiet.
It's also a good thing that I don't think there's any big expansive reason for any of this. Otherwise, I'd start asking things like, "why?" As it stands, all I know is that it's just not supposed to be like this. But there's no one to shake a fist at.
Oh well.
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Shit. I'm sorry.
Oh honey, ((hugs)).
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