Heard you were sick
Have no fear. Dumpling is here. With her trusty humidifier, which I have yet to name. Anyways...Thanks you guys.(ಥ㉨ಥ) <---Tears of joy? With enough rest and meds...and air...I'll be okay. Hopefully no more midnight emergency room trips.
Get well soon! Nothing serious, is it?
Damn Elaine. Way to kill the mood. I wanted some cake and ice cream...but not anymore. Okay. I'll still take the ice cream. Haha.
Anyways---Well, no. Nothing too bad, breathing is a bit hard. And talking makes me sound like a creeper. Like one of those sex offenders that whisper in your ear with a slight raspy voice? Except, it sounds weirder...'cause it's from me, and I have a relatively cheery voice...I...it's...It's just weird/hard to explain.
But mum wants to make a double check. So if I'm not better by Saturday, she's taking me to my doctor to get a spinal tap. Not cool. But other than that...I don't think it's too serious?
Oh shit, spinal tap? Don't get better soon, get better now!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! <---I wish it sounded like this.
You just made my day/night. That was hilarious. I'm TRYING. But yes. A spinal tap, because mum's worried that the reason my immune system sucks balls right now is if it's a result of my leukemia. Which...shouldn't be? Because...I had a bone marrow transplant like...2-3 years ago...but..meh. In other words, she just wants to make sure my white blood cell count is okie dokey artichokey.
Sorry to hear that! Hope you're all better soon (although the sound of a husky-voiced Dumpling has its allures...). Holding thumbs and crossing fingers and about to go and hunt for a lucky rabbit foot. Get well soon!
It's all fine and dandy! I will get better! NO DOUBT! But as long as the bunny's foot doesn't belong to the foot of my dwarf rabbit, all is well, and we can still be friends. And my voice doesn't sound like Witch-Hunter Robin ( a bit more hoarse though) anymore. It's more back to the same old Edward-voice (Cowboy Bebop). Weeee shitz and giggles...with the occasional cough and wheeze.
Well, I'm late to the "party", but I wish you get better before Saturday too. I miss your snickering, marsing, twixing and <insert name of random candy bar here>ing.
"Hume" is a good name for a humidifier :-)