Blog Maintenance and Such

Howdy there!

I spent some time recently trying to clean up my blog a bit.  I figured that - with this new phase of my journey - a fresh "look" might help renew the purpose of this blog.  In previous years, I've found that this site not only helps me communicate important updates and information about my medical journey, but it also allows me a place to process my thoughts and feelings.  Somehow it seems to help me calm my monkey mind, organize my thoughts, and build my team.

I also added categories for easy sorting to help with distinguishing my medical life from, you know, life life.  If only real life were that easy to sort and categorize!

If you have recently joined me in this journey, welcome!  I try to be an open book, and sometimes I'm probably a little too honest, but I know how much it helps me to have open and honest people to turn to, so I'm taking a leap of faith and continuing to put myself, my thoughts, my hopes, and my fears out there on display.  I appreciate you joining me in this journey,

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