I just read that we lost Connie Neil. I couldn't believe it at first, I read it three times thinking, no, OUR Connie Neil? I'm so sad. She had finally gotten to a point where she was happy again. Death is so unfair.

Java Cat, thank you for checking and letting us know.

Zen, when I read it this morning, I went back and checked Natter because I could have sworn she had posted recently. It just doesn't seem possible. She had such a presence, and like others have said she seemed to really be thriving.

I was offline all day. Man.

shocked.

Damn. I'm sorry to hear that Connie's gone. I always loved to read her perspectives on things.

I just read that we lost Connie Neil. I couldn't believe it at first, I read it three times thinking, no, OUR Connie Neil?

Zen, when I read it this morning, I went back and checked Natter because I could have sworn she had posted recently. It just doesn't seem possible.

Honestly, I haven't cried yet, because I've had "What the FUCK?" on a loop in my head all day. It doesn't seem real.

Same, Teppy. I'm mostly angry and not fully accepting it as real.

Dammit, dammit, dammit. I don't have words to say what I'm feeling. Just...sad I guess. I wasn't close to Connie, but I always loved her utter lack of caring what "people" thought. Parker, so sorry for your loss, and for anyone else who was close to her. Java Cat, thank you for going to look and letting us know.

Just saw the news about Connie.

Then I went back through her FB page and her post on October 2 has me literally queasy. And crying harder.

When I was a kid and had an ache of some sort, it wasn't the thing to take anything for it unless it was big, which it rarely was. "It'll go away after a while, tell me if it doesn't." Colds were treated with tea and curling up on the couch. So toughing through the pain until it went away has been the norm for most of my life. Tonight my lungs were aching, the bronchial tubes hurt, a new cold is giving me sinus pressure, and I just wanted to cry. It didn't occur to me for a couple of hours that I have decongestants and otc painkillers, and I'm fucking allowed to do things to make me not hurt. I don't hurt right now, but I still feel like I failed somehow.

Oh, and my appointment with the pulmonologist is next week. I've been waiting for it for three months

Hey... maybe three months is too fucking long.

I'm no expert on this obviously... but my cardiologist and my pulmonologist are in contact about my various treatments and I assume there's good reason for that. Dear God what if she'd had that appointment right away?

I'm mostly angry and not fully accepting it as real.

Yes, this.

My brain edited out that she did have her pulmonologist appt., and glommed onto the three month wait. IIRC, she didn't post after about what the doctor said. I regret not asking.