It's me guys. Updating from my Blackberry. Dizzy, weak as hell, and gods damn it how did I even have any weight left to lose? But I'm awake. Ryan's driving me to the hospital so we can make sure I'm not hurt in any ways I don't know about. My whole body feels like it's made out of overcooked spaghetti. It's even hard just pressing the keys on my phone to type this. A lot happened. Things happened in my head to me and things happened to Ryan. But it's way too much to try and explain right now.
We're at the hospital. Oh for the love of the gods, they are getting me a wheelchair. Gotta go for now.