Back in the ER…

So I was laying in bed and my pulse was 48. I called the nurse and she wanted nothing to do with that, so she sent me to the emergency room.

People, it’s a full moon.

If I didn’t feel so incredibly crappy, I wouldn’t have come. For real.

I just can’t get rid of the bathroom runs and the nausea and not being able to eat/drink anything of substance really without being miserable.

On top of that, my heart is fluttering in my chest. I’m not a fan of that.

So… I will be here all night. I can’t wait.

I am so darn tired of this place.

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