Went to urgent care yesterday. Staff was amazing. I just left them a review. Loved them. Update: Anxiety. I have anxiety. Go figure. So I'm on meds. And I have a doc appointment tomorrow, as a follow up to my ER visit on the 3rd and then also all my other persistent problems such as allergies, and now among other things. Anyway, I left my house for the first time today because I'm out of cereal, and I couldn't find my wallet. Yada yada yada, the bf found it and yada yada yada I found Celia's adoption receipt and thought it was the cutest thing.
I blocked out all our information because, you know, I have anxiety now. But there it is. Her little $95 fee, her vet name, which was Catherine Jensen (lol), and, oh yes, the cell phone above. The day we wanted to get her we ran back to our apartment to pay the deposit (because I guess for some reason we had to do that first, whatever) and the bf's phone flew out of his pocket and that crack happened. Ha. Memories...