It has been nearly three months since I first shared my story. I really thought that post would be the difficult one, and it would get easier to share updates from that point on. However, I was kind of wrong. It turns out, sharing things that make you feel vulnerable doesn’t immediately get easier.
Read MoreIt’s 10 a.m. on the morning of January 28th and I am elbow deep in the dryer when the phone rings. I have been anxiously awaiting this phone call since Friday afternoon – an entire weekend consumed with wondering why the genetic counselor wanted to set up a follow-up call with me.
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