Dear Nathan,
Every day I get blood dripped into me (see the little red tubes coming from above my head and down my arm) and then I get to carry a special backpack full of a bunch of chemo drugs. The backpack has to go EVERYWHERE with me and since it can't get wet I can't even shower. I'll bet you think that's pretty cool. Tomorrow is the last day I have to wear the backpack for a few weeks. Isn't that exciting? (The backpack is the black thing leaning between me and my nurse in the picture).
I love you all the way to the stars!!
Love, Grandma Becki
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