Kathryn,

Kind heart.  I just reread my reply to you … and I want to be sure it didn’t come across to you as a retort.  It certainly wasn’t meant as anything but a realization & a warm thank you. 

I’m here with my girl sleeping nearby, she thanked you too, ...earlier…but I couldn’t get the dbis to boot-up. I slept a little bit.  Early, early morning transfusion tomorrow ~ human oil change. Then more scary stuff for a girl who didn’t earn it.  She DIDN’T earn it.  Accept maybe the house we moved into 12 years ago, the air or ground around it, what?  I don’t know.  What else?  We’re not factory workers, we’re outdoors a lot.  WOW, I humbled and submit this is a great wrongness, dbis.  This lady-joy is 43 years young and getting new blood tomorrow and bone marrow machinations are cheating her. 

I’ve been reading.  Wigging-out, and reading some more:  Things like Aplastic Anemia and the possible effect of Benzene.  BENZENE!  What, from people backyard burning up the street?!  What?  From the ground?  Not one bit of logic in all of this.  & this is all too very unreal like an illusion that bites.  Maya Ocean-Eyes is a health nut for better than 20 years.  Never EVER smoked, eats well, plays a mean game of novice tennis, laughs with immaculate passion, hugs like a fuzzy electric blanket and a good love song on a loop.  (I would give my left nut to be half the human she is.)  Drinks a little but never to the point of drunk, not in better than 20 years.  Gathers an insect into her hand and takes it outside the house.  I’m the bad human (although I haven’t smoked since our first child was concieved and only drink twice as much as her, & rare occasions a little more...if I've got the muse, but I've never enjoyed "drunk" as a state), she’s the good human.  She (sporty lady wholeheart) is a non-drug using, active person of vibrant vital life interest.  You could say we are both pretty square comparatively.  Home-bodies.  Lovers of the open road.  Home-bodies.  It just doesn’t compute here.    Whoops, I’m mumbling Micko……………

This is where I thank you wholeheartedly for kindnesses shared and say I’m not going to bother net dot strangers on the dbis with this too much, as it’s now a wrongness that I’ve gone and spread.  We are going to huddle-up, the four of us, and set-out to survive the next thing.  You be well, okay?  Okay.   

Warmest Regards,