Thank you all as always! There's supposed to be a plethora of exclamation marks in this letter, but FF doesn't allow for multiple marks to save. So uh, please imagine that there are lots of exclamation points. Enjoy!
Dear Stranger,
I'm going to a wedding!
See how many exclamation marks there are? That's how excited I am. Rita and Andrew are getting married again! They were so grateful for yours truly that they went and talked to Doctor Dez about letting me out of the hospital for a few hours to attend! And Dez agreed on the condition that Darien come as a supervisor; a.k.a. my date! I hope he wears a tux...I bet he'd look delectable in a tux...
I've finally got him away from Queen Beryl! Well, it's only for a day but it's a start. Darien doesn't seem so thrilled about going, but Beryl is even less happy about it. She gave me the worst dirty look today. So I'm sure you see why I am especially excited.
I'm not allowed out long enough to go dress shopping, and the dresses I have at home are now too large thanks to the chemo and the weight I lost. I'm practically skin and bones now. So my mother let me use her phone to find a few on the Internet, and then she convinced Amy to come with her to try on the dresses in my stead since Amy's relatively close to my size.
Eek, a wedding! Love and pretty dresses! People who aren't injured or sick! REAL FOOD! And CAKE! Oh cake, how I have missed you so...
Already tasting freedom,
Skele-rena
(P.S. see what I did there?)