I close my eyes, I just can't sleep

September has almost purely sucked.  I'm quite glad to see the last of it.

The only truly good thing this month has been the results of Jay's last scan.

Don't let the door hit you on the ass on your way out, current month. How odd to be actually looking forward to October, which is a month that historically has been the low point of my year.

Sadder still to watch it die, than never to have known it

Been gone a long time, haven't I?   Since my last post, I've attended JayWake, traveled to New Zealand (with accidental Australia thrown in for fun), caught and recovered from the NZ death cold, traveled to San Antonio for Worldcon, and tried to get my life back into some semblance of order.

I'm in a pretty grim place at the moment, as we inch up to Jay's next scan coming up next week. I've never felt the same kind of scan anxiety that Jay does, instead always saving my stress and fear for the oncology consult that comes after.

This time is different, and it's because there's been hope, and I fear something awful to lose it.

I will write more here shortly about all the things that have happened since I posted last, but not today. My heart is too tender for that.