More doctor searching and calling. A least we see someone Friday. Tonight she has to work. I go to Karate class and stop out at Clarks with Steve for a couple beers. Apparently I am getting a little less smothering because at 11pm I get a text message on my phone with a little jab that says "no text tonight... you don't love us anymore?" I actually feel guilty..... what the hell is wrong with me.
- Scott
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