complicated days

on the one hand, I'm in Michigan because my brother asked me to attend our father's memorial service. so I'm in emotional shutdown survival mode and probably will be until sometime next week when this is over.

on the other hand, I got a date for top surgery! (picture me trying to coordinate with the surgical scheduler on mychart while on moving walkways in the Detroit airport yesterday, which was an EXPERIENCE.) barring insurance and hospital fuckery, it'll be September 11. 75 days left to go. \o/

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update: I have survived the funeral. nothing terrible happened aside from some guilt-trips. nobody made a scene. huzzah!

now I'm getting a drink in the hotel bar because fuck this day. XD