But anyway...

I had a medical procedure done last weekend and I have felt miserable ever since. Pain, insomnia, nausea, vomiting.

I had...not a fight with H last weekend, but it was a very emotionally charged discussion that made me feel very hopeless about my progress in therapy. Or prognosis in general.

My dad had an emergency appendectomy yesterday. There were complications; the surgeons had to remove part of his colon. I wanted to fly home to be with him, but I go back to work next week. It's not practical and he told me he didn't want me to.