wish you were here

Dear Rex,
I am sick.
I wish you were here.

I seem to have one of your illnesses.
I'm certainly getting all your medicines -- the medrol pack, the nebulizer, a puffer, mucinex ...
I don't wanna have what you had.
I don't wanna live how you did.
I don't have you to see me through it.
To take care of my medicines
and myself.

well, it is what it is, and it will be what it will be, there's nithing I can di about nit except take the medicines and be compliant.

I am sick.
I am afraid.
I am alone.