I ran 5 miles this morning.  During the last mile, my legs and hips were screaming at me for taking a week off.  Hubby and I went to the new Transformer's movie.  It was pretty hokie in places, but not a bad summer escape movie.  Then we went to lunch at the Cheesecake Factory.  I guess I'll get my eating under control someday.   We had a scare yesterday.  Our dog somehow ripped his dewclaw halfway out.  Ouch.  Poor thing.  Poor us, he needed surgery, 200 bucks.  He seems to be healing well though.   I am feeling really tired still.  Had a monster headache this afternoon.  I really wish I knew what was wrong.  I really don't want to pay the doctor to tell me there is nothing wrong with me and make me feel like a hypochondriac or something.  Heck maybe I am.

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I know what you mean about doctors. And I know that if I do tell my doc about an issue she orders a gazillion tests....then I resent both time and money!!! Wish they could figure out how to make a computer like they use for cars....just hook us up and troubleshoot!