[personal|cancer] Not much to say

[jaylake]

I have things I want to say. About firearms, about parenting guilt and serious illness, about learning from relationships, about my recent Year's Best nods. But my GI continues out of control. Last night was worse than ever, plus bonus nausea yesterday evening. It's interfering with my sleep and with my daily functionality. I don't trust myself to be measured and thoughtful right now. Or even fully intelligible.

Regular wit and erudition will resume when my body is more cooperative.