Gaz burned himself on the elbow. One of these days I swear he'll eventually cover himself in burns. Then again, what can you do when you've got a disorder that perpetually makes ya clumsy?

Anyway -- doc says I'm all good. Four ultrasounds and a few blood tests later and I finally get a clean bill of health c: Not much to report. How are y'all doing? :P

My number of the day is 3. As in I need to take three ultrasounds soon. Ugh. And a blood test.

I'm just glad my insurance deductible got demolished. Bright side: I found my cutie pie! <3 I'd sneak a pic on here but I don't know how this stuff works anymore. I'm a millennial I swear.

Here's hoping you guys are doing better than me :P

I'm writing this on a train. I'm not feeling so great -- I went in the ER last week with a swollen leg and an infection and now I'm going back to my Doctor for more leg pain and infection talk.

It really makes me miss work. There are some livid clients waiting for me and...well, blegh. Not to mention, I'm missing my Fox something fierce. Granted I DID ask for some space because I needed to process our lovely, almost week long stay together, but I could use some cuddles right about now. Serves me right that he's not picking up the phone but he was always a heavy sleeper. XD

We'll see if I improve. Fingers crossed that I do. Nyeh. :c