Me: Hello.
Gen: Hey cousin!
Me: Hey!
(small talk)
Gen: How you feelin'?
Me: Fine.
Gen: How you feelin', feelin'?
Me: Oh, cool. I stopped takin' the meds?
Gen: Why?
Me: I didn't like the way they made me feel.
Gen: Did you talk to your doctor? Maybe he could titrate your meds.
Me: Maybe, but I didn't like all the possible side effects either.
Gen: Yeah I hear you. If you have to risk anal leakage and a stroke just to be happy then...
Me: Exactly. I'll be sad for minute.
(we laugh)
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