I'm home.

I'm home.  I think I did ok on my test, but even if I failed it... well, I forgive myself.  I'm running on less than 3 hours of sleep and all I can think about is Scooter.  I have a migraine coming and I am terrified that I might get bad news.

I'm supposed to call the vet at 3.  I'm about to take some Excedrin and see if I can feel a little less like hell right now.  Thanks to everyone who's wished us well.  I really appreciate the comfort.  This has been one of those days where driving off a cliff sounds like a form of being kind to myself.

I will share news as soon as I have it.  ❤