I’m having such a horrible time today. I woke up a bit after 2:15, couldn’t go back to sleep. When I got out of bed, my stomach started to hurt. Breakfast and even ginger ale and Gaviscon didn’t help. Then, right before I had to take the dog to the vet for her expensive surgery, Dave the Mighty Hunter brought in some sort of not-quite-dead little creature. The weather is horrible, our gazebo is about to blow our to sea.
I fell asleep for a short while, but my stomach is still incredibly painful. Now it’s going through the rest of my system as well. The creature is still alive somewhere here in the laundry room, being stalked by the cats to no avail. I wish I could somehow sleep until the pain went away, the critter disappeared, and some magical being went out to the vet and transported the dog back home. Ow. Ow. Ow.