Dear God,

Cody took me for a walk today.

It was the first time I'd actually walked a distance since I've ben diagnosed, and you could tell.

I got dizzy after five minutes, even when I was hanging onto that little pole that let's me still be connected to my IV even when I'm moving.

Cody caught me as I was falling.

He said, "Whoa there," as he caught me.

Looking up at him made me dizzy and I don't know why.

But my breath caught in my throat and all I could do was gape at him.

"I need to sit down," I managed to say.

After that, Cody immediately stopped looking at me.

He carried me back to my bed and left right away.

I wonder why.

Was my breath that bad?

Love,

Peyton