...and a sparkly My Little Pony pegasus (shut up you guys) because I remember very clearly from having pneumonia when I was four and eight that when I have pneumonia I get a toy.
...my pegasus is named Starsong.
Okay. I am telling you right now who is to blame for me actually having My Little Ponies now. It is maxymyllyn. So if you enter my house and it is all SPARKLY PONY DOOM, you know why. maxymyllyn. I am telling you. (EDIT: Because he gave me a My Little Pony for my birthday, is why. I have a logic. It's internally consistent, even.)
And. I am supposed to stay home and rest. For how long? I do not know. I'll get clarification tomorrow when he sees my X-ray. But I do not like it. I have work-stuff I gotta do.
My pegasus has a sparkly mane.
That is all.
EDIT: Mark has pointed out that I seem a bit loopy. Is that a Thing with this medication?