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Welp, my sons birthday was the 23rd so we were celebrating.. until that came to a quick halt. Yesterday around noon my husband was helping my son use the bathroom, and once he sat back down his lung collapsed. Well a partial spontaneous pneumothorax aka part of his lung collapsed for no reason at all. Just spontaneously happened. So I got up at 7 am the day before yesterday, was at the hospital at 630/7 pm and didn’t get HOME till 2 am and didn’t fall asleep till 5 am than turned around and got up at 830 am this morning and spent all day at the hospital. If you WANT to get in touch with me add me here:

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he kept waiting for her to say no, say it was too much and go away yet she didn’t. jeremy wondered how far she was going to go, surely not actually smoking weed with him. “always prepared, elena. boy scouts.” it’s actually the same one he’s had for days now. been carrying around thinking he will want to smoke it but so far the urge has not come up. “alright, what do you want to know?” back against a wall, he lights it up and inhales. “ask and you shall receive.” 

It was difficult for him to stifle his laughter, his body worked against him in every way. Small raspberries of laughter left him until they evolved into full on giggles as he contorted his body to escape her vigorous poking. “All is far in war and tickling, my dear Elena.” With a scrunched nose, he poked her back a few times in the side.

Once he caught his breath and composed himself, he rose both of his brows. “Excuse me, is that a challenge?” A grin spread over his lips as he sped over to her and wriggled his fingers against her sides. Leaning into her ear, he whispered, “Because I think it is.”