I just read your piece, erika. Excellent stuff!
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WindSparrow - Sep 09, 2016 7:34:21 pm PDT #26285 of 30002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
erikaj - Sep 09, 2016 7:36:51 pm PDT #26286 of 30002
Always Anti-fascist!
Thank you.
Steph L. - Sep 11, 2016 6:41:03 pm PDT #26287 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Tomorrow is Tim's appointment with the actual pulmonologist, who can look at the results of his pulmonary function tests and the results of his CT scan and figure out what might be going on and what the prognosis might be.
I'm pretty sure the prognosis isn't horrific, but beyond that, I genuinely have no idea. At this point, my logic is broken and my anxiety is driving the bus. I'm not panic-attack-y; just stressed to the point that I am (seriously) hallucinating a little. (I know that sounds massively drama queeny ["Oh, I'm in such a bad way I'm seeing things, oh woe, everyone pay attention to me!"], but I actually have been seeing things that aren't there for a few weeks and just didn't want to say anything on top of all the other stuff going on. So, you know. Good thing I have a therapist appointment this week. She can't hospitalize me for something like that, right?)
Anyway, my point is -- fuck my issues (seriously). None of my shit matters right now. All I care about is Tim's health. So please cross all your digits for him, and pray/ask the universe that all his results are just minor and extremely deal-with-able.
Connie Neil - Sep 11, 2016 7:53:14 pm PDT #26288 of 30002
brillig
May it be something like a minor inflammation around the lungs. And may the gremlins leave you alone.
Zenkitty - Sep 11, 2016 8:46:38 pm PDT #26289 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Lung~ma for Tim and calm~ma for you, Steph! May it be minor and easily controlled.
Dana - Sep 12, 2016 2:56:28 am PDT #26290 of 30002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
All my digits are crossed.
Steph L. - Sep 12, 2016 5:26:56 am PDT #26291 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Appointment is at 3. I just need to know. I want to be able to look back and say to myself, You silly stressball, everything is fine, everything is manageable, you worried for nothing!
But this year has been so horrible that I can't even let myself hope for the best-case scenario. I really can't. Because I feel like that's setting myself up to get punched in the face. The best I can hope right now is that it's not horrific. (And, if I can be totally honest with you guys, I kind of feel like even *that* is too much to hope for, too.)
This appointment just needs to get here.
Dana - Sep 12, 2016 5:31:41 am PDT #26292 of 30002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
The waiting is the worst.
sj - Sep 12, 2016 5:43:39 am PDT #26293 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Keeping you both in my thoughts today, Teppy.
Laura - Sep 12, 2016 6:38:33 am PDT #26294 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.
Oh Teppy, it is a good thing you are a thousand or so miles away because I would totally be hugging you right now. Waiting sucks. May tomorrow be in the past much faster than anticipated and the news be so much better than your most hopeful wishes.