oh god {{{Drew & Kristin}}} I'm so sorry
fuck fucking cancer up its stupid fucking ass
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oh god {{{Drew & Kristin}}} I'm so sorry
fuck fucking cancer up its stupid fucking ass
Jesus, Drew. I am so sorry.
Anything you need, you call us, anytime.
{{{Drew and Kristin}}}
Oh, Jesus Christ, love. I'm so very sorry. I really have no words.
Fuck
sorry strength to all invovled
Oh, Drew, that's just fucking awful. I'm so sorry for you and your family.
I'm so sorry Drew. My love and support to you. I'm available for late night calls (or any other time)
i'm sorry to hear that, Drew. i'm sending all my ~ma to you and your's.
Hi everyone. Thanks for all of the kind words and well-wishes (and javachik, you made me tear up, thanks). Drew is unbelievably sick, which is making this horrible news even worse since he isn't able to drive down right now. I'm managed to get him to eat a little chicken noodle soup, but his head, joints, and stomach are giving him no love. He probably picked some kind of bug up in the hospital, ironically enough, and his stress and exhaustion made him an easy target. We're hoping he's well enough by morning to make the drive.