"Well I have bunk liver, in need of transplant." Harry threw out, to get it out of the way. "Cancer, right here." Charlie pointed his leg. "My hearts no good." Emily spoke with an attitude. "Cystic Fibrosis, nasty mucus in my lungs can drown me." Alexis pretended to gasp for air. "You?" Alexis raised her eyebrows. Now I felt like crap.