It's 12:08am.
Abby is forty one days past her surgery.
One month past her cancer diagnosis.
Five days past her second chemo treatment.
Twelve years and eight months into her life.
Ten years and five months into our lives.
Approximately eight hours and forty five minutes before her next meal.
About three seconds until her next inhalation.
Never a moment out of our hearts...
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