“I wonder if she’d go into Anaphylactic shock.”

“I wonder if she’d go into Anaphylactic shock.”
“We heard the most amazing noise… Eleanor’s cry! We weren’t expecting this. Her prognosis is now to live life without limits! Our goal is to get her there.”
“The requests I made for more extensive testing went ignored. We were discharged with the diagnosis, ‘virus, probably, she’ll be fine.’ He was wrong.”
“We’ve actually switched classes before in middle school, and gone to work for each other. The perks are endless!”
“How was this the same perfect baby I had just delivered 2 hours ago, whose blue eyes opened up so perfectly and looked into mine?”
“Given the news, we had a choice to make – we could live out the rest of her life in misery and grief, or we could choose joy.”
“My life for the past 2 years had been hell. Raped months before, ridiculed, rejected and now this. A night of stupid decisions left me pregnant and alone, except for my parents and a few friends. They encouraged me to walk. They said I had done the work and should receive the accolades, and that my daughter deserved to see me in these pictures later in life.”
“It’s hard to read, but I knew what he was trying to say. As he was writing it, I said, ‘Are you writing you love me?’ He shook his head yes.”
“I knew when Patrick Swayze was battling pancreatic cancer. I know that Cynthia Nixon is a breast cancer survivor. Society has made it more acceptable to talk about breasts and testicles than about the mind and the chemicals it releases and controls.”
“I had big plans to be a ‘good mom’ this summer. There were going to be chore charts, reading goals, daily letter writing practice, and cursive classes.”
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