iron infusion tomorrow. iron save me. save me, iron.
if i croak then i expect all of you to mourn me for one single month, and then relentlessly pester my wormie to post the rest of something beautiful because 1) that's funny, and 2) she has super secret access to the tech (the updated file and my outline).
if i don't croak, i may be zonked outta my gourd thanks to IV benadryl which will force me to beg for help getting home (cringe) and then i might have to shiver in my bed for a few days afterward like a chihuahua with only one sweater on.
however, after my bout of suffering (which i may or may not have to endure), i might return stronger and more powerful than ever. if i've written this much feeling like i'm drowning in a bog, imagine what i can do when i can take one full deep breath and get real oxygen to my brain. woWWWZA
(idk what this means about something beautiful. so far you've only seen a fraction of my PowAH)
oh also i took bibble to the vet today and she has a loose tooth and ear infection but is otherwise fine. ear drops for one week. the vet also diagnosed her as So, So Soft. smart, because she is. unfortunately for me, i have to have enough brainpower to give her those drops twice a day for seven days so HOPEFULLY the iron cures me immediately (huffs hopium)
