I'm currently sitting on my bed, looking over at a roommate who is so sick.
This afternoon I got out of class and came back to a note on my door that read, "Ben took me to the ER, doctor told me to go. Call." What would you think in a situation like that? Freak out a little maybe? Well, I honestly wasn't so surprised, you see, with this one I've done it before. :)
Last semester brought trips to the Urgent Care and pain medications gone wrong. This semester its headaches that don't go away for weeks...
It's hard to see the people I love hurting and I want to be able to just take the pain away from her. I hate that I can't.
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