Then a few weeks later I had to go back to the hospital. There in the most empathetic voice I heard my doctor say words I will never forget, "Maybe we have to change your status to the chronic one"
Fuck You, Satan! But, honor that deal and keep my kids healthy. You can throw all the shit you have at me, I will smack it back and spit it in your face.
Wow-that's amazing! I see a walk to the subway sometime soon so you can look for some Metrocards :)
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