6:30am

Wayyyyy past 24-hours being up. 

Yesterday's CT scan holds my fate because clearly this pain nausea vomiting and sweats can't continue much further. 

This... suks... really I have no better word for it. 

So I will wait and hope that my brain gets tired enough to override what I'm feeling... physically. 

So I will wait for that phone call in hopes of something less discouraging and more so encouraging from my critical care team.

In the meantime my sense of humor may have to take a back seat until possibly later this evening after I get some sleep. And I'm feeling a bit better... more like myself.

Happy 11th Birthday in Heaven our beloved Littleblue.

Our hearts will always be with you~