Bernie fall down, go boom.

Today was a very interesting day. At approximately 2:30am this morning, Asha, our older girl cat was up to no good, trying to peer out the blinds in our room. This usually wakes me up, and today was no exception. I managed to scare her away, and then proceeded to get up and go to the bathroom. In the bathroom, taking a leak, my heart started pounding really really hard. I was dead tired, but I just remember my heart pounding away in my chest, like I'd just run a mile in 5 minutes (This is impossible for me, and my heart would probably explode. But, I digress...). The next thing I know, I'm laying in the tub, head against the wall, ass in the tub, and legs hanging out towards the toilet. I'd apparently blacked out, and fallen straight backwards. Nicole's over me yelling, "Oh my God, Bernie... Oh my God!" And I said something to Nicole like, "I'm just laying down..." and, "I'm really tired..." Really, I was. I probably would have just slept in the tub for a couple hours. Sad thing is, once I went back to bed, I couldn't sleep. Neither could Nicole.

Long story short, I'm going in for a physical on March 18th. I hope this isn't a sign of diabetes. Needless to say, I did a little extra working out at the gym tonight. No more slacking off from Atkins, either. Time to buckle down and start burning some fat away. Bye bye sugar. I'll miss you :-(