Fuck.

One of Matilda's two closest friends (Mia) just got released from a psych ward after trying to commit suicide.

She tried to call Matilda but...Matilda's phone didn't have a SIM card so she didn't get the call.

Everything feels so chaotic and consequential.

I've got to say this narrative has serious pacing issues.

As an editor I have notes.

I'm so tired and sad and frazzled.

That’s awful, David.

David, that is so stressful and sad, for all of you. Thank goodness Mia's okay, though.

Hey Teppy, don't want to ruin your perfect day, but is there a connection between Plaquenil and Doxycycline Hyclate? I was prescribed the former, but got the latter from CVS. Are they comparable?

They are definitely not the same -- Plaquenil is an anti-rheumatic drug used for malaria, lupus, and rheumatoid arthritis; Doxycycline is an antibiotic BUT it's also used for malaria (which I just learned), like Plaquenil, so if you were prescribed the Plaquenil as a preventive for malaria, maybe that's why CVS subbed in the Doxycycline. (If not, then I got nothin'.)

Good grief, David. Sending love to Matilda, Mia and everyone. That script needs a fuck ton of work, yes. Jesus.

is there a connection between Plaquenil and Doxycycline Hyclate?

Vortex, I found this: [link]

It is reassuring, but I don't know how much credence to give it.

I recommend having the doctor give his opinion regarding the substitution.

Hugs to Matilda, and all of you.

and they said he wasn't eligible because he hadn't uploaded a copy of his transcript with his application.

DH goes through this with the county to try and get paid for coaching. It never seems to happen. He had to get his high school transcript since apparently his university one wasn't enough. He did all that and the fingerprints and background. We expect they never will actually pay him anything. This doesn't keep him from coaching and coming way out of pocket, but it would be nice if they did something to help.

We are all dragging ass this morning.

And JZ and I fly down to LA tomorrow, where we get the important CT scan.

Mia spent Thanksgiving and Xmas with us. Her mother is legally barred from seeing her, because her mother was physically and emotionally abusive.

So, she's got a lot of trauma there.

She and Matilda met at camp and their friendship deepened during Lockdown (even as Matilda lost a lot of her core friendships).

Mia lives in San Bruno (south of SF) with her dad and two older brothers.

I had just exchanged texts with her asking for her prom pictures and she seemed fine. Obviously not.

Oh, David, how rough! Poor Mia and Matilda and argh on the phone and vibing hard for good CT scans. That is all so much for all of you.

Everything feels so chaotic and consequential.

Because it is! What a brutal time for all of you. Hang in there.