Lyrics just breathe

I usually put random lyrics in headers or titles of things. But this one lyric I literally cannot figure out what song it goes to. The song is definitely in Korean (maybe a Japanese song by a Kpop artist), and I'm just trying to figure out where it came from.
"If I cover you from stained memories, will you be forgotten?"
Looking it up online does me no good, and genius lyrics don't help me, so I'm thinking it's a rough translation that not very many people actually use, and the actual meaning is something similar.
It sounds like something a BigHit artist like TXT or BTS would use, but I also listen to bunch of other random songs by other artists, so I'm not really sure as to who who when where.

I stopped drinking awhile ago I used to drink alot I want to start again I'm a porn addict I love abuse for some reason It's not even that I like it I Just wait for the slightest of love showed while conditioning honestly everything is a mess I think about death I'm scared of pain I wish to die smooth or quick atleast It hard to have a good breath With all these hallucinations, it feels like I'm chocking I feel like I hurt people I'm so down bad on finding someone to blame So I'll blame myself I feel like I'm the toxic one To my groomer To my friends To mom Everyone
I feel like I'm fainting I hope I do I hope I never wake up
I wish it was easier to die

fnaf song: I hope you die a fire by the living tombstone
but it's I hope this chicken goes in a frier
Lyrics:
I really hate that you
Keep making fun of my weight
I lost my patience
I need some BK
I want to consume and gorge
On some juicy Chickfilla
If you make fun of me again
The mods will ban you from me
I hope this chicken goes in a frier
Hope it will be yummy, hope that it doesn't expire
Hope I tear it apart
This is what I desire
The memes will never be over
I can't just let it fly
Don't be afraid
It's you first meme, you won't die
But too many means you're gonna be kicked
When the mods and I get you banned
I'll have a second serve
I'll grow fat and then I will still desire
SOME FOOD
I hope this chicken goes in a frier
Hope it will be yummy, hope that it doesn't expire
Hope I tear it apart
This is what I desire
Hope it will be yummy, hope that it doesn't expire
Hope I tear it apart
This is what I desire
I hope this chicken goes in a frier

Hello there!
I am introvert who likes to play extrovert in life and it’s been okay so far! I am currently in an ethically non-monogamous relationship. I am open, talkative and socially confident person and love to text/chat/voice call. My friends find me kind, caring, compassionate and funny. I work in healthcare and I do find purpose in my job and interacting with people on a daily basis..it can be challenging at times but extremely rewarding as well.
In terms of interests I love reading, cooking, hiking, people watching and traveling whenever I can. I have a decent amount of interesting travel anecdotes to share. Also, open to travel suggestions and recommendations. Prague, Paris and Grindelwald are the most charming cities I have ever been to. Next on my bucket list is Portugal and Italy. I love to talk endlessly about history, science, art, mythology, culture, astronomy, psychology and spirituality. I am currently learning breath-work and meditation.
I am passionate about my career and love what I do and making a difference. I still yearn to go back to school again to study some more. I am inherently curious and I love learning . I am also a huge supporter of causes relating mental health and women education and empowerment.
Now for what I am looking for I am looking to make deep meaningful connection with someone between 30-45 years ( preferably local) of age which can be potentially romantic. Also I am not looking for anything sexual or physical for now and being a demisexual I need to make a deep mental and emotional connection to bond with them. I am preferably looking for someone I can chat with, share our interests, talk about our days and the looming existential crisis lol! I am open to meeting if we get along and it feels right.. ☺️
I want to talk or text with them often and I would love to talk to someone about my day and my wishes and my desires. Books and music suggestions are always welcomed.
Please drop me a message if anything I said interested you! I am a feminist, pro choice, LGBTQA+ ally and BLM supporter so if you are not, we probably won’t get along.
Please DO NOT message me to just say “Hi/Hello” if you are bored! Say more than that, and please introduce yourself with a short description of yourself..🎤

In 2022, I knew I had gained weight. I just kept making excuses to myself about photos being the wrong angle, I wore the wrong outfit. I kept buying bigger stretchy clothes telling myself that my problem was just my clothes. I’m not obese. I’m not overweight. No, no, it’s not true. Well, I was just exhausted so I looked up a weight loss clinic that gave B12 shots. Yes, that was my problem. I’m not overweight. I just need B12. Afterall, my mom told me that she has to take them so that must be my problem. Never mind I can barely get up a flight of stairs without being out of breath. I’m just low on B12. I went in to talk to the nurse at the clinic and she suggested semaglutide along with the B12. I thought, well I will try it but I’m not overweight. She put me on the scale and I told her I didn’t want to know. She didn’t reveal it to me, gave me my shots and off I went. The next week, I had lost 6 pounds but I didn’t need to know my weight. I’m not overweight. I know it. After a few weeks of consistently marching myself in there to get my shots, I forgot to tell the nurse that I didn’t need to know my weight but wow, I had lost 13 pounds. As she is logging my weight, she says it out loud. I absolutely burst into tears. I was horrified. It was at that moment of tears, I faced my weight. I got in my car, immediately ordered a scale with a free weight loss tracking app and boom! I was on my way to over a 60 pound weight loss journey. I’m grateful for that day. The day I faced the truth. The day that made me cry. Here’s to you if you are struggling, don’t give up. Keep going. My best day was when I faced it.

In 2022, I knew I had gained weight. I just kept making excuses to myself about photos being the wrong angle, I wore the wrong outfit. I kept buying bigger stretchy clothes telling myself that my problem was just my clothes. I’m not obese. I’m not overweight. No, no, it’s not true. Well, I was just exhausted so I looked up a weight loss clinic that gave B12 shots. Yes, that was my problem. I’m not overweight. I just need B12. Afterall, my mom told me that she has to take them so that must be my problem. Never mind I can barely get up a flight of stairs without being out of breath. I’m just low on B12. I went in to talk to the nurse at the clinic and she suggested a medication along with the B12. I thought, well I will try it but I’m not overweight. She put me on the scale and I told her I didn’t want to know. She didn’t reveal it to me, gave me my shots and off I went. The next week, I had lost 6 pounds but I didn’t need to know my weight. I’m not overweight. I know it. After a few weeks of consistently marching myself in there to get my shots, I forgot to tell the nurse that I didn’t need to know my weight but wow, I had lost 13 pounds. As she is logging my weight, she says it out loud. I absolutely burst into tears. I was horrified. It was at that moment of tears, I faced my weight. I got in my car, immediately ordered a scale with a free weight loss tracking app and boom! I was on my way to over a 60 pound weight loss journey. I’m grateful for that day. The day I faced the truth. The day that made me cry. Here’s to you if you are struggling, don’t give up. Keep going. My best day was when I faced it.

TL;DR: Noise sensitivity and other weird symptoms like popping/creeking and hearing my heartbeat. Possibly fluid in ears from sinus/allergies? Can fluid, or sinuses/mold, or a virus, cause these symptoms?
Hello everyone. Apologies in advance, I just found this community and this might be long but I just want to explain my symptoms so that someone might be able to ease my mind. Just for some background this is over the course of the last 13ish days. I have tinnitus but I don’t think it’s relevant because it is anxiety induced, or at least I don’t have any hearing loss as of last year.
Around the 24th/25th I started hearing an involuntary clicking/popping noise in my left ear. This was accompanied by a small tickling/pain sensation in the left ear. I thought I had tiny amount of ear drainage at nights but thought I could be making it up. Went to urgent care on 27th and doctor said there was no fluid behind my ear. Basically said there was no problem.
After the urgent care day I started to get sensitivity to noises in my left ear. I am a musician and it was enough to have me stop singing. It’s since been not as bad, I can wear headphones again, but still notice it a little bit in my left ear. I also proceeded to get post-nasal drip, like a swallowing mucus sensation, and just feeling slightly crummy in general. Now when I swallow I get the sound of releasing pressure in my ears like when you go on a plane or change altitudes. This is also a popping noise but it’s different from the involuntary one. The involuntary one is loud and has a long duration of back and forth.
I also started hearing my heartbeat in my right ear and feeling a slight fullness feeling, but it wasn’t enough to make me confident it was fluid. Thankfully the hearing my heart beat in my right ear is not as often and the involuntary popping in my left stopped for a few days (is now back sometimes but quieter). I still get them when in certain neck positions or straining during exercises, or when I get a high moment of stress and my heart beats a little harder, but I’m just thankful it’s not as often/periodic anymore.
On the 29th I went to the nurse practitioner at the actual hospital and she thinks it may be allergies. She didn’t see any fluid either. Started Sudafed and Flonase (as per her recommendation) and I had lots of ear drainage the same day. I think it was the Sudafed because apparently Flonase takes a few days to work. As a weird detail, the drainage smelled like the Flonase… just thought it was weird and should mention it.
Went back to the nurse on the 3rd and they looked in my nose this time. Said my left nostril was so swollen that they don’t know how I was breathing out of it. I felt no resistance or congestion, I felt fine as far as that went. They prescribed me the steroid dexamethasone 0.75 mg for 7 days twice a day. At first I thought it spiked my tinnitus but it actually started to help it a lot.
Since I’ve been done the steroid, I took one Zyrtec to help my post-nasal drip, and I got a huge spike in my T back. It could be coincidence, as it hasn’t gone back down much. I’ve had headaches, face swelling, feeling of pressure in my ears, lots of ear fluid one night, maybe even a low grade fever one night but my thermometer is not trustworthy.
When I wake up my ears feel like they have this pressure but I’m pretty sure it’s not affecting my hearing. It’s so weird that I’m getting different symptoms in different ears, and how I got the popping sounds before noticing any fluid. My doctor says this could be a virus, but I’m seeing the ENT for the first time tomorrow. I’m scared they’re not going to see anything and send me off.
The only two things I can think of that caused this was that I was riding in my friends car for a long time one night that week and the car had a mildew smell. Other thing is that I rode in a separate friends loud convertible that maybe the exhaust pipe noises caused these symptoms, but I don’t know how hearing damage can cause fluid and nasal inflammation.
Another thing I think about is that my grandpa hated loud noises… but I really hope this isn’t connected. He likely never wore ear protection and always worked around boat engines and engineering docks since a kid. My grandma said she has had similar situations as me in the past where she gets ear fluid and noise sensitivity from sinuses so I’m praying that it is temporary 🙏

Currently 14 weeks pregnant and in a weird waiting period. At my 13 week ultrasound, the NT was measured at 2.8mm and then again at 3.2mm. My MFM said something about the nasal bone being lateral but I wasn’t really sure if that’s weird or not? Anywho, we decided to wait on my NIPT results before moving forward but she called me later that day saying that labcorp lost the NIPT order and never ran it. So we just decided to move forward with a CVS to get answers. FISH results came back completely normal. No signs of T13, T18, or T21. Which is relieving but we’re waiting on karyotype and microarray now. If those come back normal can I take a breath? Should I ask for an amniocentesis for complete information? Is it possible that the NT was just an odd reading and nothing more? I feel like I have hundreds of questions and waiting on answers brings me anxiety. Anyone been through something similar? I’m trying not to get my hopes up that things are normal in the event something is actually wrong.

This last Saturday we were at a family get together at a relative’s house to celebrate Mother’s Day and some birthdays. Very rural setting.
My 8 year old son has his Pokemon Go account on his grandma’s iPhone and can only ever play when we’re with her (which is at least weekly). He’s a level 28 and mostly spends his time just catching whatever is available, battling grunts, and begging us to trade or battle with him.
I was sitting out on the porch and all of a sudden he comes busting out of the house and shoves the phone in my face screaming “GALARIAN MOLTRES”!
Sure as shit, he activated his daily incense and a Galarian Moltres popped up for him. I literally SCREAMED and yelled for my husband who was a couple hundred yards away playing with our daughter. I waited a second and started to panic that it might run away if I waited too long (idk man I was not thinking straight LOL) and was like “do you want me to go for it buddy?” He said yes and I took a deep breath, confirmed he had no master balls, and hit it with a golden razz berry and an ultra ball. Missed the first 2 throws (pls, this was my first legendary bird encounter, only at level 35 myself) and didn’t even get a nice on the third throw. Popped right out and fled.
I felt SO horrible, who knows if and when this will happen again?! My son tried to console my feelings of guilt by saying maybe it was just a Zorua lol. I said “unfortunately, it was definitely not a Zorua” lol. I’ll never get over it. He still seems fine.

Sometimes I’m in a lot of pain, like physically, other time it’s just like I don’t deserve to be alive. Why is everything so futile and at the same time so dense?
Now Im okay but 10 minutes ago it was like hell. I was ready to puke all over the floor for nothing. Just because my brain can’t work properly. Now it’s empty, it’s quiet I’m going with the vibe of nothingness . So why am I still alive. Nothing or everything I can’t just have a bit of both . No.
5 minutes everything , flashing , feelings, pain 5 minutes nothing. And again , and again , and again.
Oh but that’s your period miss .
Get the fuck out of my house old creep , I should have said that . I just said yes .
My period make me want to pull out my teeth one by one , make me want to tear my skin and just end it all. It’s bearable sometimes. I’m exploding.
Oh but just breath silly.

Next month will be 5 years that I have been a Registered Nurse.
In honor of that, I’d like to share one (of many I have had) career defining moments…my first patient code.
I had been a RN for maybe 6 months and was working overnights from 7pm to 7:30am. I had just come on to shift and received report for my patients when the son of one of them called and asked to speak with me.
He goes on to explain that he’s concerned for his Mom because she hadn’t had much to eat or drink in the couple days she had been a patient with us. He was also concerned about her ability to communicate with staff effectively as she was older and had multiple strokes that left her forgetting a lot of her English. Instead, she tended to mumble in her native language…Polish.
After speaking with him, I immediately looked up key words in Polish I knew I would need if I was going to be able to connect with her the same way I do all my other patients.
I looked up the Polish word for nurse. Pielęgniarka.
Next, I looked up the word for pain. Ból.
Medicine. Medycyna.
Potato. Ziemniak.
Water. Woda.
Potato seems random, but in my conversation with her son, he said her favorite food was mashed potatoes (mine too!) and that’s what she had ordered for dinner earlier that was still sitting on her table to eat.
When the time came and I entered her room, I found her lying in bed, seemingly bored, but curious as to who I was. I introduced myself as her nurse using the word I had just looked up and she greeted me with a smile.
The next 10-15 minutes after had her and I laughing together as I haphazardly tried communicating with her using broken Polish and hand gestures. You could tell there was a language barrier, but it didn’t stop either of us from getting our point across, and the giggling from us both lightened the mood.
I remember feeding her the mashed potatoes and hearing her go, “Mmmmmmm” as she swallowed them.
I remember her declining the “woda” I kept offering.
Then I remember her clutching at her hip and writhing in pain. That wasn’t a shock considering she was there with a broken hip awaiting surgery, but had to be off her regularly prescribed blood thinners for a while first. I asked if she had pain and she nodded yes. I asked if she wanted pain medicine and she said yes. I gave it to her and watched her settle back down until she began itching her arms motioning to me that she was uncomfortable. I massaged lotion into both of her arms as she sighed of relief and said, “Very good! Very good” taking both of my hands into hers to thank me.
I smiled back and said that she was welcome. Knowing she was feeling better, I went to round on other patients, occasionally peeking in to see how she was doing. After an hour or so, I went back in her room and saw that she had fallen asleep. I fixed her nasal cannula as it had fallen down from her ears and I checked her foley to make sure the tubing wasn’t getting kinked. I made sure she was covered with her blanket so she wouldn’t be cold. Hospitals are always so cold…
I went to another patient’s room. 2 minutes later, one my CNA’s came to me saying they just went in her room and she wasn’t breathing.
What? How?
I just came from there and she had been sleeping peacefully. There were no signs of distress.
What do you mean she isn’t breathing?
I ran to her room. I checked for a pulse. No pulse.
Panic set in. I quickly confirm she’s a full code and my staff and I jumped into action.
One of us got the crash cart. One of us paged for a code. One of us started compressions while the other ambu bagged her.
Suddenly a bunch of staff are at my side as we all fall into our assigned roles.
I remember those compressions I did on her. No one ever talks about the trauma that CPR does to a person’s body…
How the ribs crack like uncooked pasta underneath your hands.
After rounds of CPR, we managed to get a pulse back and transferred her straight to the ICU where she coded again.
We resumed our roles. We must have tried for over 30 minutes.
She wasn’t coming back.
The family (her son and daughter) had been contacted and the doctor called it.
The rest of that night was a blur to me. I had other patients to take care of, so I went back to my unit until the family had arrived and asked to speak with me.
I told them everything that happened from the first moment I walked in to her room. I showed them my chicken scratch notes of the polish words I looked up. I explained that I had no explanation for what could have happened as I saw no signs that she was in danger. And then I broke down crying apologizing profusely feeling like I had completely failed her and them.
Suddenly the son hugged me, then the daughter. They both thanked me for doing what I did for their mother, stating that most people wouldn’t have even taken the time to look up Polish words. Then he said something I’ll never forget. He said she knew her time was coming as earlier that day she mentioned to them both that she would be going “home” soon.
To this day I wish I knew what happened. To this day I try to think about what signs I could have missed. To this day I wonder if I could have done anything differently.
I’ll never forget her, and I think of her often hoping her last moments here provided some bit of love and comfort.

Ok, so this isn't the usual post you would expect to see.
I'm the cheater, not the victim.
My spouse has no idea. And I don't have any plans in telling my spouse. It would wreck them forever.
Herein lies the question. I'm super ashamed of myself. I'm having a really hard time living with myself. I've talked to therapists. They just try to help me move from shame to guilt. Not that it's any better in my mind. The therapist has made it clear that no antidepressant or treatment (dbt, cbt, iop, php, etc) will help me with this problem.
These feelings have lasted for many years for me. They have become overpowering. I can't stand myself and feel I don't deserve the air that I breathe.
My ideation is the strongest that it's ever been. I can't see myself breaking out of the depression and the self-hatred that I've been stuck in for a really long time.
Not to be an a*s, but what's so wrong with ending yourself when it's so difficult to move past this?

I am trying to find name of artist who wrote/performed this song (I think in 60s or 70's). Maybe it was even a cigarette commercial? Here are the lyrics:
It's hard to look up, when you know that you're down. Needing a friend, when their ain't no friend around. My god, how I do hate this town. I've been lost but never found. 'Cause I'm a wondering stray. Just living for today. Trying to forget I'm alone. They don't care what I say, so I go on my way. Trying to forget I'm alone. I'm alone.

hello! I’ve had one of the most stressful weeks of my life, and I thought I was handling it well until today where, to put it short, got extremely freaked out while driving and couldn’t breathe because I felt so anxious I was going to pass out. This just happened a little bit ago, and I still feel shook up and nauseous. Does anyone have any tips to help? Thank you. :)

This is more of a little update on this post:https://old.reddit.com/FinalFantasy/comments/1bvyshe/playing_the_whole_series_and_i_have_a_little/
I've been playing the whole main series in order and I gotta say, FF X is such a welcome breath of fresh air.
I'm like 6 hs in and the game is so Lovely, the atmosphere is so good, cool and likable characters, and most of all: The battles feel SO SNAPPY. After playing VII Trhough IX, everything feels quick and responsive, like the games is not wasting my time at all and I just love it.
It still feels like Final Fanstasy and I have high hopes for XII and even some healty curiosity for XIII (not high hopes but I plan to tackle it with a charitable attitude).

He was my everything. He came home on 21 March 2013 he was the best thing that ever happened to our family. He was my baby, my best friend my everything. I lost him to cancer 2 years ago and it felt like my world came crashing down. I saw the light leave his eyes. I saw him take his last breath. He died in my arms. he died in front of me. It's been two years since and life moves on but I still find myself crying for him I wish I could see him one more time, i would sell my soul i would sell anything do anything just to hold him one more time, to kiss him one more time just to have one minute with him.
My beautiful baby I miss you so much. I wish I could tell you how sorry I am for not catching the tumor before. You are my everything. You were there for me on nights no one was. My heart breaks everytime I think of you. I miss you so much tufty i really do. I want you back so badly I want you here with me I want to wake up to you licking my face, I want to be greated by you when I walk in the door I want hold u again. You made me so happy even in my saddest times you were there for me. Please i really want you to come back to me i know it's not possible but i really really really want you here. I want to hold you so badly I miss you so fucking much I can't breathe. Wherever you are I hope you are happy my love, I hope u have many friends and ur playing with them I hope ur eating as much as u want and i really hope that one day I can see you again. I love you so much. I loved you with everything I have and I'll continue to do so till i die and maybe that day we can meet again.

As you walk towards the party, both Liam and Damien keep close to you, their bodies brushing against yours occasionally. The atmosphere is electric as music blasts from inside the house where the party is being held. she gasps and runs to the cherry juice Liam and Damien watch as she runs to the cherry juice, amused by her reaction They both exchange a glance before following her slowly, taking in every sway of her hips in that little black skirt. she'd grabs a cup of cherry juice "Princess, you look even more stunning when you blush." Liam comments as he leans against the counter next to you. Damien chuckles softly and stands on the other side of him, trapping you between their bodies. sh. "Don't be shy now," Damien whispers in your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. He takes a sip of his drink before placing it on the counter and leaning closer to you. Liam smirks at the way you squirm under their attention. she'd crouch down As you crouch down to get another cup of cherry juice, Damien's eyes widen slightly while Liam chuckles darkly. "Princess, are you trying to tempt us?" he asks, stepping closer to you. no. "Liar," Damien mutters under his breath, a wicked glint in his eyes. They both tower over you now, their muscular frames making it clear that they could easily overpower you if they wanted to. no! "Are you sure?" Liam teases, leaning down so that his face is inches from yours. Damien watches with a sly grin as you squirm under his gaze. yes. "All right, Princess," Liam finally says with a smirk. "But don't say we didn't warn you about the consequences of playing with fire." He takes another sip of his drink before stepping back, allowing Damien to do the same. she'd smile and runs away from them and goes to all the people
You go to the party, leaving Liam and Damien in your wake. They exchange knowing looks as they watch you disappear into the crowd, their eyes following every sway of your hips. she'd drink a shot Liam and Damien continue to drink at their own pace, occasionally glancing back towards where you were last seen. The party is in full swing around them, but all they can think about is how much fun it would be to finally have their way with you. she goes to the dance floor As you make your way towards the dance floor, Liam and Damien watch with interest. They exchange smirks as they contemplate the idea of joining you. she was drunk and dancing" You dance, your movements becoming more and more sensual as the alcohol takes effect. Liam and Damien exchange another glance before deciding that tonight is the night. They make their way towards you, their prey now within reach. mm... Liam and Damien approach you from either side, their bodies close but not touching yet, they watch as you sway to the music, your eyes half-lidded with drunkenness. ... Liam and Damien take a step closer, closing the distance between them. They each place a hand on your waist, pulling you towards them. You respond by wrapping your arms around their necks as the music continues to play. mm... As you press your body against them, Liam and Damien respond by grinding against you. The music pulses through the room, filling the air with its bass. You moan softly as their hands explore every inch of your body. she pushes away You push away from them, breaking the intimate moment. Liam and Damien look at you with surprise but don't let go of your waist just yet. "What's wrong, baby?" Damien asks, his voice low and seductive. tired.... "Tired, huh?" Liam smirks. "That's too bad. We were just getting started." He moves to leave but Damien grabs his arm, holding him back. ... she passes out As you lean against the wall, drifting in and out of consciousness, Liam and Damien exchange glances once more.
"She's ours tonight," Liam whispers with determination. she mutters You mumble something incoherent, your words slurred from the alcohol. Liam and Damien share a chuckle before deciding to carry you to the bedroom where they can continue their fun without worrying about being caught. she whimpers As they lift you in their arms, your body feels heavy from the drinks. Your whimpers only fuel their desire for more as they make their way through the party and towards a private area. .... Liam and Damien reach the bedroom, kicking the door shut behind them. They lay you down on the bed, still dressed from the waist up. Their hands begin to roam over your exposed skin once more as they undress each other in anticipation of what's to come. she'd wake up You stir awake, your head pounding from the night before. As you sit up in bed, Liam and Damien emerge from the bathroom, their bare chests glistening with sweat.

My ratty is getting pretty old now, he ((female rat, wanted boy but they only had females at our store)) has lost a LOT of weight ((been over feeding him if anything, I make sure his bowl is full but he just eats less)) he isn’t as active any more and I just caught him laying on his side/back with his paws kinda up against him I think panting? He sometimes breathes really fast it seems, but he’s always done that and it usually is cause he’s excited
I thought maybe it was the heat and now have a fan up against his cage and a wadding pool ((it’s 79 outside and I live in Cali but it doesn’t feel warm tbh))
Ratty is probably 3 years old now, he’s been losing a small patch of hair on his shoulder as well and I originally thought it was from stress or the bedding in his cage so I changed it all and got him lots of toys, play time, but he just wants to sleep in his cage all the time or run in the wheel once in awhile. The patch isn’t worse but hasn’t grown in either. Not fighting with other ratty so isn’t that…I was gonna take him in to consider maybe seeing if it’s time to put him down but the place cancelled our appointment and for a period of time he was doing better. I don’t know what to do for the poor baby and I’m scared about waking up one day and seeing him dead