Turns out, I was sicker than a dog yesterday. I couldn't get out of bed at ALL, and Dr. Bruce forbid me from getting up from the warm covers of king-sized goodness. I could barely peel my eyes open to make it to the bathroom to barf. This is the first time I've actually been really sick since I was pregnant, so....
I HATE BEING SICK. It makes me feel less than spunky. I'll finish the vet story later today, when all the $&%*#*(ing laundry is done.
Rattled Out By Queenie
at 7:44 AM
