Guys, you know what’s scary? Chest pain. You know what is very similar to chest pain? Boob pain. I’m not saying I kept Boyfriend up last weekend because I had boob pain and was worried I was having a heart attack, but I’m not NOT saying that, you know what I mean? It was kind of like this:
[OH and for everyone who complimented my bedspread drawing and wondered if it looked like that, 1. Thank you and 2. Yes, see? ]
|Sorry its all wrinkly|
Anyhoo, I’m still getting some random boob/chest pain (though not as bad as Saturday night), and I don’t like it. The next day Boyfriend and I had this follow up texting:
Boyfriend: Feeling better?
Me: Yeah. Sorry about that.
Boyfriend: I’m just happy you’re better
Me: Sweet tired Boyfriend
Boyfriend: Groggy *then he sent a link to an article about the relationship between cats and mental illness *
Another reason not to have cats
Me: Oh no! I’m already clearly at risk for mental illness
Boyfriend: AT RISK?!?