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DAY FIVE

DAY FIVE “How do your breasts feel? How do the drains feel?” I have been asked repeatedly from my friends. I have been thinking about this question...

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DAY FOUR

DAY FOUR Success! I am back to backing ( no pun intended) DAY THREE AND DAY FOUR because they are starting to blend together and I need to get caug...

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DAY THREE

DAY THREE My dear friend, Morgan took on the most important task of coordinating my beautiful inner circle of friends so their care would be non st...

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DAY TWO

DAY TWO Anyone reading this must realize that these writings are reflections on the days, not that these writings were done on the actual days. If ...

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Untitled

DAY ONE “We’re going to take the catheter out now, alayne,” or at least that is how I remember my morning wake up on DAY ONE. Glory life officially...

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THE DAY OF

THE DAY OF As I drove to the hospital at 5:30 am for a 6:00 arrival time, I realized seeing the sunrise that the last time I was headed to Women an...

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ZERO DAYS LEFT

ZERO DAYS LEFT Because of all of this writing I have been doing, I have been getting inundated with amazing texts, mail, calls and whatever other w...

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ONE DAY LEFT

ONE DAY LEFT Deep breath. It’s finally here. The last day of life as I know it. Deep breath. But the key word here is LIFE. This is the point, so i...

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FOUR DAYS LEFT (part 2)

FOUR DAYS LEFT (part 2) This past Sunday was a beautiful day. I woke up thinking, ”This is the last Sunday I will ever have with these breasts.” My...

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