Trying to see everyone
Sunday
Its been a whirlwind weekend, with the notice that Mt Sinai gave me there was no possible way to spend time with everyone I'd have liked to, but I managed to spend time with my immediate family, my partner, and a close friend. It was largely joyous, but we all know that this procedure comes with real risk.
I'd bet that end of life planning of any sort is strange and uncomfortable at any age, but it's completely unreal at 36. So is going through a list of organs, discussing how you'd feel about them being partially or completely removed. What sort of trade offs you'd make in terms of quality of life to get more time. But some of these conversations are necessary, some are inevitable, and some just sort of happen.
I don't expect a bad outcome. I wouldn't have consented to this operation if the expected outcome did not improve my prognosis. And I'm doing my best to focus on that.
From the comments
James Petrosky: I'm doing pretty well, anxiety is overall at a lower level and peaks are neither as sharp or frequent as last week. There's much to do this week, but I have excellent support.
James Petrosky: Bonus Bessie
