For those that may or may not know, Roswell is my dog; white lab, fairly young, thinks he's a puppy still. and a cat. He has seizures frequently and we give him meds for it. About 2 weeks ago while i was still in college land he apparently started limping around one weekend. Didn't whimper or anything, just favored his leg a lot and would sometimes just stop walking entirely because it was bothering him. Parents took him to the vet and the vet tugged n' rotated his leg around and said he had a slight tear in his ACL. In order to fix it he could get surgery circa $3K I believe, or just wait three weeks and see if it healed itself. My dad, unconvinced decided we'd just keep an eye on him for a bit to see if it got better. vet recommended he take asprin (more than he was already taking for his hip displacia [not sure about the spelling on that]) and so we've basically been giving him more meds :\ today he didn't want to eat dinner (which never happens, he's always bouncing off the walls he's so excited for dinner). When i came downstairs i said the magic word "food" that usually gets him to dart to his food-bowl, but he just kinda stared at me, then meandered over taking a few bites then walking back into the family room and laying down. Upon leaving for my friends house that night I receive a text from my parents saying that Roswell threw up a lot of blood and they called a vet, he might have an ulcer. We'll have to take him in tomorrow to get it checked. I think it's all the asprin, mixed with the fact that i'm now home from college, and relatives are all here for thanksgiving. Just a lot for him to get worked up about in one week. :\ I dunno, i know it's kinda lame, but Roswell was like the one family member i missed the most being away for ten weeks. I think i'm also scared because I don't want to lose him like we lost our last dog :( I don't want to go through something like that again. So much has been changing in my life and I've been feeling like i'm going nowhere fast. Been really stressed out lately as well, just with friends being upset and school and wanting to make my own mistakes but my parents seem to hover over me all the time. I love them, I just feel like I don't get enough space. Of course my sisters consider me the "jesus child". apparently while i'm gone they always talk about how grown up and mature i am, and how proud they are of me. Which is great, but I don't feel like i'm all that great. I guess it's self-esteem issues. :\ I'm not fond of myself; i'd like to think im a modest person that thinks of others before himself. Now i suppose i'm just rambling and I don't know what to think anymore. I want things to go calmly in my life, if only for a little while. I don't want to be thinking about needing to find a job, or needing to get somewhere, or needing to please my friends/family because that's what they expect from me.

TL;DR
Dog is sick, i'm being emo :\ bite me