I'm sorry, but I'm no help with the amyloidosis and I'm thoroughly horrified that you might have one more thing.
Karen
I cannot make the universe obey me. I cannot make other people conform to my own whims and fancies. I cannot make even my own body obey me.
Thomas Merton
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.
Emily Dickinson
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