I will NOT be depressed and revert back to my childhood ways of "envisioning all the way in which I'm going to die." I will not be depressed, even if it kills me. Ha! That's kinda funny in its own weird way. My next boob-smash and ultrasound will be Monday, Feb 12th - so think wonderific thoughts about my boobs! My boobs should be the only thing on your mind(s)!
Love, Fatima
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They always are. Everything will be fine, sister. Then you can come to Napa and drink my wine.
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