Heart attack. D:
So I got home from work, grabbed my swimsuit and went to the gym, swam for 15 minutes and had sore legs (what the truck legs? We used to swim for 90 minute classes in college!), went home to eat dinner and hit up Limbus, and my dog had a seizure!
Took her to the pet hospital where they took some blood samples and her blood pressure. They wanted to keep her over night for observation but I was all
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so they let us bring her home, where she laid down and worried me by sleeping peacefully all evening.
Then I forgot to eat until now (11pm) which meant that from 7-11 I was basically a giant crabbypants. Does anyone else suddenly turn into the Wicked Witch of the West when they are hungry? Seriously.
And then I decided I wasn't going to bother taking a shower tonight. Sorry to my coworkers tomorrow, but I am too darned tuckered and it's too darned late at night.
And why the heck do I crave soda at 11pm? ><