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Complete, word-for-word text messaging exchange I had with Sara this morning:
(Me to Sara) "Had to stay home for work today. Any progress?"
(Sara to Me) "Spent an hour and a half crying himself to sleep. finally out at 2,30am. was frustrated and sad not in pain. lots of stomach gurgles but very little poop."
(Me to Sara) "Aw geez, poor kid"
(Sara to Me) "Thanks thats helpful. ill offer him your sympathies."
What a fucking bitch.
(Me to Sara) "Had to stay home for work today. Any progress?"
(Sara to Me) "Spent an hour and a half crying himself to sleep. finally out at 2,30am. was frustrated and sad not in pain. lots of stomach gurgles but very little poop."
(Me to Sara) "Aw geez, poor kid"
(Sara to Me) "Thanks thats helpful. ill offer him your sympathies."
What a fucking bitch.