Mine was pretty good. I worked 5 hours and got to see my son, who is also bp, and he is doing great!! I can't explain the joy I feel seeing him doing so much better. I find I care more about his recovery than my own. I love him so much. All four of my kids are a blessing to my life. I look forward to improving my relationship with them all in time. My bp pretty well screwed them up, but I am trying to rectify all that. Only one of them isn't speaking to me now and I pray she will forgive me and come around.
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