Nobody knows

publishedabout 1 month ago
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“You have 10 years left to live,” the doctor told my mum.

I was in high school when my mum was diagnosed with Polycythemia vera, a rare blood disease for which there is no cure.

I’m grateful to write that my mum turned 67 years old this week.

She started swimming, made changes to her diet, and took a new trial of pills that luckily gave her more time.

The doctors can’t explain why it worked. But here we are, almost 17 years later and my mum is alive and well.

Nobody can tell with certainty how life will play out.

Miracles do happen. Every day. Are you there to cherish them?

Have a good week!

Cheers,
Olle


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