Stuff

I've been sitting here staring at a blank screen for about ten minutes, not sure what to write. I had all these things floating around in my mind that I wanted to jot down, and now I'm just too tired to think very straight. Don't know why I'm so tired; it was a pretty uneventful weekend. I think it's an almost constant state of mental drain these days from the accumulation of things.

So tomorrow Michael goes in for the second cycle of chemo for this round. The first cycle, two weeks ago, turned out to be an almost all-day affair. I'm feeling some anxiety, just kind of trying to brace myself for the week+ ahead - it's only been the last couple of days that he started feeling okay again after the last round. It's just very unsettling, from my end, thinking about bags of poison dripping into his veins, all to make him well.

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As I sat here typing a few minutes ago, the house started making that telltale crackling sound and the floor started shaking. We had what is intially being reported as a 5.0 earthquake that left me shaking. Hate 'em. I've lived through more of them than I can count, and every single one leaves me with a pounding heart. Thankfully all the kids except Kevin, who was shaken up, slept through it.