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[balsamandash]

And then I dropped off the face of the internet for four days.

Long story short: Sunday night my grandmother ended up in the hospital, she came home today, things are okay if not perfect, I've spent the last four days kind of flipping my shit.

So yeah. Hi. I exist. I'm alive. I'm okay, or at least surviving.

I did get to spend Monday with old friends, who are all wonderful for putting up with the wreck I was that day. And thebonesofferalletters has been around since then, because they are too fucking good to me and were willing to put up with my basically continual nervous breakdown.

Equillibrium is more or less established, and I'm... coping. Working tonight. Gotta try and write this week because I haven't done that lately. My mother's gonna be here for a while, making sure my grandmother is okay and also not walking too much. I'm mostly just really fucking tired at this point. Too tired even for more breakdowns. I just want to sleep.

Comments

[bookblather]

Oh my God, what a rough week. I'm glad your grandmother is doing better! *hugs*

[balsamandash]

*so many hugs* Meeee too. <3 The main crux of everything turned out to be a drug issue (doctor's fault, not hers), but that was due to leg pain, so now we have to set up home care and walking aids for her and it's still kind of a mess, but I'm just really glad she's home.

[shipwreck_light]

All of my love to you and your grandmother. Email me if you need a thing. And sleep is good.

[balsamandash]

Lots and lots of love to you too. <3 I think I'll be fine, but I'll keep it in mind.

Sleep is lovely. I am unwinding a bit more from the really long night at work and then I am gonna finally hopefully get a good day's sleep.

[silveradept]

Sleep is good. Hope your grandmother does recover and recuperate.

[balsamandash]

Thank you. <3 She's doing better, thankfully. Better enough to get up and try and do things, which makes us all want to hit our head on something, but still, better.