I realized today that I've been putting up with way too much from my body. Between the cancer and the diabetes and the depression and the arthritis... my reaction to Hillary Clinton being diagnosed with pneumonia is not the typical "Oh, my god, will she be able to continue on..." that seems to be clogging the airways.
Nope. My reaction was "Oh. Just pneumonia? She'll be fine - give her a Gatorade and a nap and send her after Putin." Yes, I know... pneumonia was the thing that took out Jim Henson, but... Hillary's a woman. We deal with mystery blood on a regular basis - it's going to take more than an over-educated cough to bring her down.
(Yes, I know, I'm sounding flippant here - I'm secretly terrified because I fear for my country, not to mention my retirement, if Trump somehow wins, but nevertheless... Get well soon, Hillary. Please!)
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