Who would have thought a culture of sickness exists? Seven years ago, for me, it did not. Now my life enmeshes itself with others like me. With the help of a computer, they have become my life.
Trying to be helpful, I stuck my nose where it does not belong. I need to "put down the gun and step away."
As much as I hate to admit it, I think I may have an infection. If I had tonsils, my left one hurts.
The news about my friend makes me sad. The docs think she has an even rarer form of a rare disease. The options get fewer and fewer.
Later, Dude.
Take care of that infection my dear! Don't be sad, please. Knowing you gives so me so much happiness. Share that with me, while we can. I love you! (((Hugs)))
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