Have you ever gotten some news that seemed to ease everything? You’d just spent four days on the edge of your seat, waiting and waiting, afraid of getting a phone call. Then you do get it, but rather than falling to the floor, you suddenly feel so much better?

    Phew. I don’t have Leukemia.

    I’d breathe a sigh of relief if Fate hadn’t decide to throw a really horrible cold into the mix. Thanks for the one-two punch, Fate; sure, I don’t have leukemia, but it’s still something else, and now I can’t breathe. Life’s grand, ain’t it?