Gosh, this experience was nuts. I still get chills whenever I think about it. Of course, some of those chills come from remembering how flippin' BAWSS I felt once we accomplished our task, but that's beside the point.
I think the message is pretty good, too. After all, though I was selling my life blood and then freezing my arm off, the pain only lasted a few minutes. Now that it's been nearly a year since we brought that whiteboard home, I now only view the memory with fondness. Good times, good times.
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