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Totally nobody's fault. She stepped on the toe of my boot by mistake and I stepped back to free my foot and I just kept going backwards. Smacked the back of my head on the ground so hard it bounced and my glasses flew off my face. I sat up and was pretty dazed and just sat on the ground for a bit to get my bearings. Then my vision got weird when I stood and I got hella barfy. Had my stepfather take me to the hospital and a friend put Sandy back into pasture for me. Sandy was very concerned when I was on the ground and wasn't standing up right away. She was also super upset that I wasn't the one taking her back to pasture and kind of threw a fit. The other folks there think she didn't want to leave me because I'm injured.

I also have epilepsy and according to my stepfather, I seem pretty fucked up and the hospital I went to really didn't take things seriously. Everything has been a blur tbh, which prolly ain't good.. I'm not having seizures afaik, but my concussion is obviously more than mild. My mom is going to take me to get a second opinion in the morning at a hospital associated with my neurologist.

Replying to comments will prolly be delayed, as screens hurt to look at and typing is nearly impossible because of my vision being weird.

I'll def update y'all at some point though!

He and my other dog shredded it while I was on a work call. They're going to be getting blankets to sleep on while I'm working from now on

I made him wait three whole hours before I went to bed. He was ready at 7:30 but I was not. (I know, I'm an awful dog mom lol) He spent those three hours staring at the steps longingly.

Lil dude is the ranked competitive sleep world champ.

He has a fancy dog bed and an entire recliner to sleep on in the living room, but he just wanted to be in my bed with me holding him. His fave way to cuddle is to be little spoon. I call it baby spoon because he's my baby. He likes it so much, that he knows the command "be baby spoon".

He's so great. And dramatic. And just an all around 100000% USDA certified good boy.

Sandy even brought him over to me to meet me! It was so sweet! I'm gonna be so sad when Five goes back to racing. I hope Sandy doesn't get too heartbroken. She has trouble making horsey friends.

Lowkey jealous of his mane. Wish I had hair that fabulous.

Also, I got an inquiry about Sandy merch. Would any of y'all be interested in that? I was thinking of stickers to start off.

There's a racehorse gelding at the barn for summer break that she's become fast friends with. They have stalls beside each other and Sandy protects him in pasture. Everyone calls the gelding her boyfriend. He is called Five because he is five years old.

She's really robbing the cradle with her lil summer fling. She'll be 27 in September lol.

If I had money, I'd try to buy Five so Sandy could enjoy him for longer lol

Pixel has always been my mom's cat, but when I moved out, she had me take her to keep the other cat I had company while I was at work. With the other cat now long since passed, my mom asked yesterday if she could have Pixel back because she really misses her.

Pixel and I have never really been close. I agreed and my mom went all out and dedicated an entire bedroom just for the cat. Pixel is absolutely loving it and keeps bothering people to come look at her room. She also woke my parents up at 4 AM to get pets. She never did any of that while living with me.

Pixel tried to jump out of my mom's arms when we got to her house because she recognized it and wanted to go hang out in her face spot on the steps.

100000% a great decision.

I got a Medusa tattoo over the weekend and I'm tryna come up with names for the 4 cute lil viper gals that now inhabit my arm.

Edit: here's a pic. Art and tat done by Maura at Nice Ink in Canonsburg, Pa

She launched herself across the room and knocked over me, her brother Radar, and a table.

No, this isn't the first time she's done this.

No, it won't be the last.