It's official. There's absolutely nothing that can be done to help Ricke. His skin is completely yellow and he weighs 150 pounds.
We don't know how long he's going to stay in the hospice. But I hope it won't be long. I don't want him in pain anymore. I want him to be able to see his long-lost cat Kiki again. I want him to meet Amanda for the first time. I bet she'd love him and give him kisses.
My sister has a skin condition that prevents her from traveling, so she's hoping to say goodbye to him on Skype. I want to do the same. I just emailed my aunt asking for his username. I'm glad I visited him in Wisconsin, while he was laughing and happy. I'm glad I took videos of him with my 3DS. That way, I'll be able to hear his voice and jokes and laughter and remind me what a warm and kind person he is forever.
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