askye, yikes to your cousin, and hugs to you. I hope the med adjustment helps.
ND, vibing restorative-sleep vibes in your direction because I don't know what else to do. You've spent the last year and a half juggling flaming bowling balls not only without a break but with the occasional extra flaming ball tossed at you for no reason except that the universe is kind of an asshole, and somehow you haven't dropped any, and you deserve a medal and a solid month of hibernation.
So far, the place at Tahoe seems safe--amazingly, the firefighters and snow machines throwing snow at the flames and snowplows commandeered into throwing up dirthills have managed to push the Caldor Fire back from where it was this morning. It's now headed toward the site of the Tamarack Fire, which was itself awful but is finally dwindling and really has no fuel left at the end closest to the Caldor. And the wind's about to shift and the temperature's about to drop. I still don't feel any particular attachment to the Tahoe house in its current incarnation, but the town itself is a living place full of interesting oddballs and surrounded by interesting wildlife and I want them all to stay safe, and it's beginning to look like there's a chance that they will. There'll still be a lot of work to do to plan against the next fire, because there will be one, but at least now it looks slightly possible that there will still be a town and a national forest to do the work and the planning.