I just got off the phone with my dad perhaps five seconds ago. My stepmother has had a stroke. This is her second one. She had her first one nine years ago. Now, this is a woman who runs marathons on a regular basis. She's in better cardiovascular shape than I am. She's one of the nicest people I know. She and my dad got married when I was five. Really, she's way more of a mother to me than my actual one. Apparently the left side of her body is completely paralyzed. So, I'm shivering and having trouble breathing. I feel light-headed, even. They think she's going to make a full recovery but shit like this just shouldn't happen to people. Not in real life. I won't think about her anymore, because I'm scared that she will not get all the way better, and that makes me want to cry. Instead, I will focus on myself. I'll appreciate any and all well-wishing that I get in this thread or my inbox, but just in case, don't worry about me. I'll be fine. I just need to go do something exhausting and mindless like see how much I can leg press. I'll be sure to post results when I get back. I was planning on catching up on all the shit I'd missed in the past week before I went to the gym, but I don't really feel up to it now. I'd like to state for the record that I really like it here. A lot of you poster-boys I enjoy hearing from. Keep it real, dawgs. I'm out.