My little bubby

My baby sister just got her appendix taken out.

Last night as I waited for the train in Nanuet, I chatted with my mom. Besides regular catch up, she mentioned Evelyn wasn’t feeling well, and that she thought it was her appendix. I said, bring her in to the hospital immediately. She said Dad was taking care of her, she’s been talking to her friends too much and self diagnosing, and she’ll be fine. Turns out, she wasn’t.

I’m sad I’m not there to squeeze her and sleep next to her hospital bed as she recovers. The last status I got, besides that she’s doing fine was a text from my mom: MCDREAMY is operating on Eve!

At least she’s in good hands.