It’s a beautiful morning isn’t it? Are you enjoying your day so far? Had your coffee, maybe a delicious pumpkin spice latte? Breathed in some fresh air? Took a walk? Gone 30 minutes without worrying if your hair is falling out, wondering how many needles you’re getting stuck with today, wondering how many doctors and nurses you’ll be seeing today, wondering if Mom and Dad are secretly worried and just aren’t telling you, wondering what the doctors say when they leave the room, wondering if you’ll die or if you might get to graduate high school and just live your life like you were born to do.
Oh, you didn’t do all that?
Is it because you’re not currently a child in a hospital bed in Children’s Hospital?
Maybe you should go vote since we’ve slipped to third place and if you think this post is sappy wait until you see the dripping, weeping sap I pull out of the giant Reserves of Weepiness if we lose this contest and I end up trying to raise the $10k myself. I will be relentless. I will use words like melancholy, languishing, woebegone, disconsolate, and “GIVE ME MONEY OR I’LL MAKE YOU LOOK AT SCARY PICTURES OF LADY GAGA!”
Nobody wants that.
More later, but for now, please vote.