The Pabster really saved the day yesterday.

I was very nervous about meeting with Dr Ana again, especially as I’d spent most of our last appointment crying my eyes out and not making a whole lot of sense. But luckily Pablo found time to come with me, even though he’s been crazy busy these days with a new work project, and it really helped having him there. Especially as he’d been there for the death sentence and also when I was suddenly pronounced miraculously “cured” in January…
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