This is the part where I have a tendency to say something wildly inappropriate in a vain attempt to lighten the mood. See? Already my brain says: "vain? Vein! PICC line!" Alas. It's not even funny. So I'll just sit over here and think happy thoughts at you. Rainbows. Fluffy bunnies. Kittens. Ah yes, kittens. And when you're feeling better, you can turn them into
poptarts.