My mom and dad took me to treatment today. I think it was good for them to see what's been going on. I will try and take a picture and post it in the future so you can get a visual of what chemo looks like. It's not as bad as people think.
The other day, I spoke to my aunt and she told me she loved me. It could be the first time anyone in my immediate or extended family has ever said that to me. Chinese people don't really throw that word around...ever. I got a lump in my throat. Rhys tells me she loves me all the time, just randomly out of the blue she will bust out a, "I luv u dada!" but she will follow that up with a, "are you my daddy?" Ah the joys of having a little girl.
some pics of us at gym class:

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