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Alyx...April 5, 2000
Prognosis...April 6, 2000
To Biopsy Or Not To Biopsy...April 7, 2000
Shifts...April 8, 2000
Paintings...April 11, 2000
Diagnosis...April 12, 2000
Perhaps Prolific...April 13, 2000
Okayness...April 15, 2000
Do Nothing Day...April 16, 2000
Do Everything Day...April 17, 2000
Scrotum Head...April 18, 2000
Preparing For Battle...April 19, 2000
Under Seige...April 20, 2000
Holidays...April 21, 2000
Ode To Hedonism...April 23, 2000
'Tudes...April 24, 2000
Bile...April 28, 2000
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April, 2000, a month that is typically supposed to supply rejuvenation and positive spirits was absolutely black for me. Early in the month, Alyx was diagnosed with cancer. It was a good couple of weeks befrore we discovered that he had one of the more treatable forms: Hodgkins' Lymphoma. A great deal of my time this month, both writing and not, was devoted to him. The month ended on a sour note, with issues developing that served to exacerbate the rift between me, my sister and mother. I did, however, persue painting, something I did not think I had any talent for. I posted my efforts on the 11th and 13th. Subscribe:
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