SHIT

Banged my finger. Delayed treating it for as long as possible. Went to Stat Urgent Med Care (whateverthefuckitscalled). Hit me with a needle to extract the crap, I passed out. Not the first time this happened. Lo and behold, they request an ekg. Tell me I really should go straight to the e.r., that there are heart problems, i.e. "passing out" =  heart attack. I was soaked in sweat, etc...

I basically told 'em I had enough on my plate. I just can't deal with any more.

In Jan, I'll attend to it, until then, I don't have time.

Shit.

Oh, the GOOD news. Did my usual day after thanksgiving race. Was alotta fun!