He called Clyde's grandmother Clydea she came and found Clyde slumped over in his wheelchair in severe destress and he was crying hysterically she said shhhhhhhh my dear boy Clyde let's go to see grandfather reeves he'll know what to do it'll be ok I think you may have thrush I know it hurts oh my God Clyde reeves nah nahwooksey your tonsils are severely inflamed and need to come out now I'm going to do the surgery and grampa reeves is going to be my assistant
