Dear Anneliese Richter,
Breathing has gotten a little easier, at least - for me. I even told my nurse to take the oxygen mask off me today, aren't I great?
It's harder to swallow food though. My throat kind of gets clogged up, so I ask mama to make porridge.
The hospital is letting me fly out to England to try out for a team called Arsenal. For the U10 group that will be playing against the first team in a friendly on Wednesday. If I make it, I stay in a facility in England until Thursday. If I don't, then I come back home straight away. I'll still mail you for that day, don't worry. My mama was hesitant about it because of my current situations, but the doctors and Nana convinced her to let me go. Something about accomplishing my last dream, or whatever it was.
All that matters is me getting to play, even if I only have six days.
How are you?
Have you been good?
Love,
Lukas P.
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