"Ruff! Ruff! Ruff!", said the dog.
"Rough! Rough! Rough!", said Andre.
I'm going to bed.
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This blog is written by and about a guy with an incurable form of cancer. My purpose here isn't to say "woe is me", but to give insight about my thoughts, perspectives, and experiences throughout this adventure. My name is Andre. My partner's name is Ed. I intend to publish on a pretty regular basis here, but Ed might occasionally pop in with his thoughts too.
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September
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- Good results, but LIVID
- Stupidity and adventure
- Tale of two countries
- Eat like a teen, drink like a fish.
- The English Language
- Deterioration
- Moon walk
- Healthy?
- Home again, home again.......
- Cyclosporine reaction.
- Three wonderful things
- Something I forgot to tell you.
- Something Ed left out
- Hospital - Day 11
- Hospital - Day 10
- Another anniversary.
- Poking holes
- Hospital - Day 8
- Home is where the heart is
- Hospital - Day 6
- I have no title.
- 60 minutes
- Hospital - Day 5
- Hospital - Day 4
- Watermelon
- Hospital - Day 2
- Hospital
- Graphic humility
- Club Soda
- Andre and the dog.
- I got a call.
- The piper is ripping me off!
- Paying the piper.
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1 comment:
Sleep well Andre!
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