Small, Starter Adventures

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We both lay in our beds, and we were talking for about an hour, or at least until my family came to say goodbye.
All of my "family" came and hugged me, and kissed me goodbye.
Rachel had told me, that she hadn't seen her family in quite a while, but, because she has a phone, she talks to her mamma all the time.
My entire family had left, and told me several ground rules. They told me;

-Be good for the nurse
-Listen and obey other adults
-Answer everyone's calls

And there was several more, but I can hardly name them all.
Then, right after that, I sat in Rachel's bed with her, and we were talking for a while, when she said, "We should do something fun."
I replied an okay, and she unhooked herself from her feeding tube.
I said that I couldn't unhook my oxygen tank, and she said that didn't matter.
Rachel said that we were going to "meet people" downstairs. I don't really know if that means guys, or actual people in general.
We walked downstairs to the cafeteria, (walk, because I can't run and neither can she) and she introduced me to a guy named Ryland.
He seemed really nice. He had smokey green eyes, that seemed bright, but dark at the same time. He had quite tan skin, (unlike me) and had dark brown- almost black - hair that swooped away from his forehead that seemed like just the right way.
Ryland also had something wrong with him, which was a pain in his left leg, that left him screaming in pain almost every day. There is nothing wrong in his leg that they could see in almost every test. So, he just has an unknown diagnosis, and is put in the test room, as a hospital room, instead of an actual room.
He's 18 years old, so he's a bit older than me, but only by a few months because he turned 18 about 3 weeks ago.

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