I went to get the IV willingly.

I had thought out what I would do, how I would try to get through it without panicking, and it seemed quite reasonable.

I had NO way of knowing I would get sick when I was there; admittedly, I woke up with a stomach ache and a mild fever, but that's not rare for me.

My panic, my fear, and much of my pain was MY doing, caused by things in MY head that are MINE to deal with. Facade, due to current circumstances, is one of the few people who not only CAN help with that, but who I will ALLOW to help with that, if his help is offered.

I really don't want anyone jumping down his throat or mine about how horrible and aweful things are, k?

Today sucked.

I am utterly miserable right now.

I feel like shit, I'm tired and bitchy, and I will be sleeping quite uncomfortably.

And being owned by him for the time being is still one of the healthiest things to happen to me since I proposed to Caleb. *grins*