When I called Robby this morning on my way back from the doctor...he made the decision to stay home with me and work from home. He was very sweet and attentive all day.
But yall know I'm evil right?
I thought I'd feel better after going to the gym...but I didn't.
I was just in the most ridiculously foul of moods.
And I still am.
Ugh. I can't shake this.
Doc says I can't start stims tonight. Maybe later this week.
Just fucking great.