Notice his coloring--that's AFTER getting red blood cells. It's just what he looks like. Grandma, and me, and The Boy. And Grandpa on Musical Daddy's side too. Pasty pasty pasty.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Even though we are going in tomorrow...
I did not have them leave the port accessed. We could have, which would have made it easier tomorrow...but it was more important that The Boy get to do this tonight:
Notice his coloring--that's AFTER getting red blood cells. It's just what he looks like. Grandma, and me, and The Boy. And Grandpa on Musical Daddy's side too. Pasty pasty pasty.
Notice his coloring--that's AFTER getting red blood cells. It's just what he looks like. Grandma, and me, and The Boy. And Grandpa on Musical Daddy's side too. Pasty pasty pasty.
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Nothing wrong with pasty.
I hear pasty is the new tan....which works out in my favor because my skin REFUSES to tan. So, yay! :) I believe in embracing the pastiness. :)
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