Ridiculous.

JESUS.

Went to work at 5am. Trained some new girls in the stockroom, started getting insane, unbearable cramps at around 5:45-ish. Sat down in the office for a minute. Took my first 15 early and went outside to get some air, but the cramps just kept getting worse, to the point where I was having trouble moving at all. Went back in, told Shelby I had to go home and we were all paranoid that I had appendicitis. The drive home was agonizing. I honestly don't know how I even drove at ALL. Every couple minutes I was having these horrible 'contractions' and had to clench my teeth and dig my fingers into the steering wheel. Oh, what a sight. Poor little Bre driving down 172nd crying and driving 5 mph under the speed limit.

So I get home, set my shit down and just start farting out of nowhere. HEH. I'm so fucking pissed. That was IT?!?! 'Cause seriously. I honestly thought I was gonna have to go to the hospital.

So yeah. Gonna leave to go back to work when the remainder of the pain and light-headedness subsides. Heh. SO ANGRY. Do you guys realize how low on gas I am right now? I was at under a quarter of a tank when I left work. I was in too much agony to stop and get gas on the way home, so now the needle is teetering on empty. FUCK.

Ugh. Still feel gnarly, though. Hopefully I don't pass out or something. Post-traumatic stress or some shit. Heh.