It is, but I try to keep a normal sleep schedule. Besides, I share a room with Barett and make sure he can reach his inhaler in the middle of the night.
It's a little device that Barett uses when he can't breathe. It doesn't always work, but for the most part it keeps his lungs from aching or itching so that he won't cough and make it worse.
I dunno who Wally is, but it's kind of like a respirator, just handheld and smaller. And I think inhalers actually have medicine and respirators don't...? Or they have oxygen or something like that.
But yeah. Barett's supposed to be getting some kind of surgery since he and I saved up for it, but it's really risky. We're not telling dad about it yet, since we don't know if we're even going to do it.
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It's easier to have fun with someone dragging him into fun things than to pick things that are fun.]
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And it's close to home! So if anything goes awry, dad can help. Not like I couldn't handle it myself, though.
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But they've got frequent traffic, right? What about somewhere empty?
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[...] What time is it?
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[She checks her C-Gear!]
It's almost eight.
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what's a sleep schedule
are we still speaking the same language]
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And he really doesn't trust doctors.
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