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First Blog

Thus beginneth my first blog with Blogspot. I am interested to see who will actually read/follow this blog, especially once I get it up and running.

While I will be writing about a lot of things, I will focus on my life with NF and my life as a stomach cancer survivor. I know I am not the only person in this country with NF or who has had stomach cancer, so I wanted to start this blog as an outlet in hopes to find other people out there who go through similar things.


Stay tuned for more musings and rantings. I rant a LOT. A LOT. 
 

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  1. Hey Jen! First, good to see you on blogspot. I read your other entries about NF and all I can say is that I wish I knew WHAT to say. I know you "bitch" sometimes but you are still so positive despite everything you've been through and I love that about you!

    Just a note - do you know what design or font you're using for this blog? Because it's really hard to read :-/

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