Beagle:
So what's wrong with you anyway?
Georgia:
I have Frederick's Ataxia. It's a neuromuscular disease.
Beagle:
Is that why you talk kind of like you're drunk?
Georgia:
I do?
Beagle:
I mean, um, you, it, just slurred a little...
Georgia:
No, I get it all the time
Beagle:
I just didn't know. I didn't know anything about it. I didn't mean to offend you
Georgia:
No, you didn't. It's a genetic disorder of some kind.
Beagle:
Are you gonna get better?
Georgia:
No, this is pretty much as good as it's gonna get until my heart gives out. I don't know when that's going to be.
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