I’d done so well! I’d made it so far!
Curse you, Dollarama!
Went to the surgeon today. Prognosis is pretty good. But let me tell you… the anxiety leading up to and into this appointment was almost more than I could take.
I could feel the blood leaving my face, and the sweat starting to break out across my forehead and back. Everything started going dark. I had to sit down.
It’ll still be a while before I can go back to work, but at least now I have more of a definite date.
This afternoon, J took the kids over to a friend’s house to play after school. I stayed home after our errands earlier (to take a nap). Tonight at dinner, 7yo tells me, “You would’ve had a blast, Daddy.”
Me: Who says I didn’t have a blast here by myself?
J: Yeah, 7yo, do you think he would’ve had a blast sitting around talking with mommies?
Me: What’s wrong with sitting around talking with mommies?
7yo: It’s all blah blah blah blah blah! (Mockingly as she tilts her head from side to side)
Me: DNS connoisseur. Seasoned.
It is not focused on any particular niche interest, however, I am a fountain pen user/collector, hence the semi-related "squid" name. (Squid. Ink. Get it?) Also... Cephalopods. Analog/digital photography, science. It’s all good. Everyone is welcome as long as you follow the code of conduct.
Bow to your cephalopod overloards!