update... no, downdate?

no, forget, I got nothing clever to say.

Rod's MRI is on Thursday, which is cool, I suppose. It gives some idea of how the pace of this journey will go. Last week I was clueless. Would it take a day? Would it take a year?

I am coping okay. As okay as can be expected. I have had one terrible day where I felt like I was going to vomit all day, I was mean to most everyone I encountered, and I acted like an 11 year old when challenged in the slightest. At least it was only one day.

Otherwise, most of each day is fine. Rod is acting like a dying man; which makes him very sweet, kind, and spontaneous. It would be nice if not for the motivation. Oh Vell.

I gotta go write on my happy blog... turns out I have nothing really dark too say. Oh wait, how about this?

I have no more dark thoughts because I have started building a wall. Brick by brick I am stacking them up. The wall is between me and my feelings. The wall is nearly done and it is going to be a VERY very STRONG wall. Good luck trying to knock it down, bitches.