Ohgod.

1:00 a.m. - give up writing, go to bed.

6:00 a.m. - get up to let dog out, as she needs to go out *right now*. Cursed beast. She bounces stiff-legged around the yard for a bit as I stare blearily at her.

8:00 a.m. - am woken up by sound of someone falling in the shower and cry of pain. (As an aside, wish to note that man, coffee has *nothing* on this. Nonetheless, given the choice, I will be taking coffee for my wakeups.

8:25 a.m. - find I am allowed to ride to hospital in ambulance (yay), do so. Spend much of the trip rereading the list of shortcut codes for the mapping system, which is affixed to the sunguard above the passenger seat. Driver was very nice, apologized extensively the one time he swore at another driver. I utterly sympathized.

9:12 a.m. - yay, hospital.

10:40 a.m. - yay, tentative diagnosis, collection of bits for testing, and pain reduction.

1:00 p.m.-ish - dozed. I think.

2:30 p.m. - collect test results.

3:00 p.m. - exeunt hospital, muttering vile imprecations at taxis.

3:30 p.m. - breakfast!

4:00 p.m. - home. Ohgod ohyay ohthankyou home.

I have had a day. Everyone will be fine.