Seizures still aren't funny.

Just ask Rach. Who bore witness to one at 1am last night and then spent four hours in the ER with me after because hey, THAT? Is a friend. Plus? She totally drove the MoStang since her car is in the shop AND? She hates driving my car because it's big.

I mean, if your friend spazzes out on YOUR floor and pees on it or whatever in the throes of a brainstorm spaz, surely you're going to be just as awesome as she was.

I love Rachael. A lot.

PS: Apparently, Kyle stood there and said, "Mommy! You're having a seizure" a lot, so... you know, every little bit helps.