With gratitude

I love you all so much for your words of comfort and support. I wish I could respond to each of your comments, but I'm still feeling pretty raw about it all, so the best I could do would be an unduly terse "Thank you", and you deserve so much more. *HUGS* and blessings to you guys.

I stayed home from work yesterday and did my best impression of a lump. I dropped the Emperor off at school and went back to sleep for several hours, then got up and watched a bunch of episodes of season 2 "Lost Girl", in between fielding pre-op phone calls. Which, medical question people, really - I know it's your job, and you can't know the details of each situation, but when the woman on the other end of the line is biting back sobs when you're talking about setting up her D&C, could you maybe unbend and show a little kindness and not clinical list-ticking? Getting reminded today of my prescription prenatal vitamins waiting to be picked up at the drugstore didn't help, either.

I haven't been completely useless at work today, but everything's at a "Fuck it" level of interest. Between this news and my husband's slow recovery from knee surgery two weeks ago, the house is looking increasingly craptacular. Right now my focus is on making it through Monday, and everything else is secondary.

Things can only get better, right?