John says, "I can't believe what medicine can do." He's feeding Harper on the couch and I'm hustling to get the laundry put away before the kids go to bed.
I say: "What do you mean?"
John says, "It was like I used to come home every night to someone drowning. And now I'm watching you do laps in the pool."
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