And she ate 4.5 pieces of pizza and we reminisced about hospital life. It all seems like a lifetime ago. A nightmare. I can hardly believe that was our reality. Isolation. Masks and gowns. Gloves recommended. No sharing a bathroom with her due to the chemo on her toilet from it passing thru her body. Crazy stuff we have experienced. And then tonight, to see her running with friends and fighting with siblings and eating four and a half slices of pizza.