A friend gave me a hug this morning. That felt nice. Then she said that she felt badly with how alone I have been in this latest illness. Oh my. I've been on the teary side ever since. Because although I have had people care for me, and visit me, and write me, illness is a lonely thing. You feel nausea, or pain, or weakness all by yourself. And having no 'echo' back of someone knowing how that is, seems.....hard. But that isn't bad. It's just hard.
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