May 28, 2006 22:18
Scared, worried, sad, angry...I'm practically shaking. She's almost definitely going in for surgery, not to "prolong her life" as the doctor put it, but to stop some bleeding. *shakes her head* The way he phrased it doesn't give me much hope. She started talking to me today about her possessions and how she's going to divide them up *shudders*
I'm moving tomorrow and that scares me too. I don't like the idea of living in the middle of nowhere. I'll probably end up spending most of my time at Mar's place.
This sick feeling just won't go away. Thanks to all of you who have been around physically and spiritually to help me.