Thursday, March 28, 2013

So . . .

So we still have no genetics results, and it's still bumming me out, and I'm still wading through this paperwork which if I was being totally honest with myself (and if I wasn't kind of reeling from the seizures of the last 4-5 days) should have been done already but I'm having a hard time focusing.  Also, I do not want to have to call the geneticist (she told us to call if we hadn't heard by the end of March, and my agoraphobia is kind of ramping up a lot lately, so I'm loathe to make phone calls or make unnecessary trips.)

Really, this post is just to say that I hate everything.  Except Lucy, Travis, and you. 

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