It's now been three weeks since I've been in the hospital, and my family comes to visit me everyday, but I'm upset because Jeremiah now will be stationed back in Afghanistan, in eight days.
Some of my friends have come to visit me as well, a few times but due to extra curricular activities, they usually don't have enough time to stop by. I appreciate them coming at the times they do, because It's really lifted my spirits a bit.
I do get lonely though, but hopefully I won't be too lonely for much longer. Next week is when I'm supposed to be discharged, but I can't leave until I know what type of cancer I have.
During the middle of the night sometimes, I have woken up to the feeling of not being able to breath so I have to sit up and take big deep breaths. That's happened twice this week.
I believe that I'm getting an MRI or something, to help me figure out what's wrong with me today, pretty soon actually. I'm just hoping that I don't have liver or gastric cancer.
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A/N:Sorry it's short but I haven't updated in about three months and I'm a terrible person for it but I'm in the process of writing more books that I hope you'll like. Goodnight my lovelies!
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