Tick tock tick tock. It's 6:45 am and I am preparing for another procedure. These are the worst moments of all this. Waiting. I know I'll be ok and this bronchoscopy is fairly harmless, but the what-ifs always creep in to my thoughts.
Tick tock tick tock. Now it's 6:49 and my clicking on the phone woke up April. She has a headache and it's time for me to smile a little and put on a strong face.
Once more in to the jaws of uncertainty we race.
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