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January 31, 2012

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ailo

Oh no, I just checked back here after an absence and... goodness. What has been going on? I so hope everything is heading in a more comforting direction for you, Max, your friend, and her daughter. Love to all of you.

Jill W.

Glad you let us know. I have been checking in everyday too.

Hope you get it figured out soon and that is nothing serious.

KG

Well it's hard to be overjoyed with a normal EEG when you have other potential concerns hanging over your head...
And you're not a jerk at all- you just appropriately circled your wagons & focused on your family as any mom would do.
Still praying everything gets resolved quickly & easily...
Hang in there!

laura

thanks for the update!

Jilly Jill

We have been wondering as well how things are going with Max! Love you all & are keeping you in our prayers for an answer that Max is "ok". PS Doug says:"she's pregnant?""

Aimee

I'm so glad the EEG came back normal. Yay, Max!

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