Oh fuck, Kristin. I sure as hell hope they make you feel better and soon. This is sounding alarmingly like what my uncle went through in December. I'm sorry honey.
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Poor Kristin! I hope you respond to treatment pronto.
Ah, shit, honey. I'm glad as hell you went in, but fuck.
This is rapidly becoming kind of scary.
Try not to be too scared. Because you were smart and went to the doctor you're not in danger.
(still sucks of course. tons.)
Crap, Kristin! Much medical~ma to you.
oh , shit. glad you are there, wish you didn't have to be , Kristin
Holy half-lung batman! KT! Much {{{{{}}}}} !!! I'm really glad you didn't try to go to work today & yesterday. Call me if there is anything I can do!
{{{Kristin}}}
Major health~ma going out to you....
Kristin, good grief! I am VERY GLAD you went in. You've got mine & Pete's best wishes.
It's half past midnight... It's warm. Windows & door open for fresh air. Someone in the building is baking cookies. Smells like choco-chip. Not fair. Now I'm hungry.