My greatest hope for March is that it is better than last year's March. Last year's March saw my first ever admission to the hospital, a hospital stay of almost a week thanks to a debilitating high fever, finding out I'm allergic to several antibiotics, having my wedding and engagement rings cut, complete exhaustion, and constant health monitoring and scares from other adverse reactions. I hope this March is better. I hope I'll, at the very least, be healthy.
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