down the road from our house.
the old man there told him
that he has pneumonia and gave him
a thousand different pills to swallow
and an inhailer for his breathing.
he's under house-quarintine
for as many as five days. we got a note.
i called him in sick to work for the week.
now i am taking care of him.
i fed him soup and bread and ice tea.
he's not coughing, but i know he hurts.
((((monkee))))
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So sweet, katy. Pneumonia is pretty serious business, isn't it?
Ryan, get well man.
I like the poem too, especially with the drawing. Do you draw them?
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mr exploding dog draws them... pxuvriu
... i just borrow them.
Thank you for your comment & for reading my blog. Oh, the language is Italian.
hiya ecce, thanks for visiting.
update: thoguh it took him one hundred years to fall asleep, he did, and he seems to be doing alright at the moment.
he appriciates the get well wishes, so thank you all :)
I hope Ryan gets better soon! Best wishes...
ashraf, ryan says "thank you".
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