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No! My back had three days in a row where it allowed me to get about four hours of sleep straight and now it's worse again.
I continue to torture myself by looking at pictures of my kids. I dreamt my boys and I were playing a game at a kitchen table and then I was yelling at my daughter about staying out of the neighbor boys bedroom. I still dream of them younger than they are now. My heart doesn't give up on them.
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