Assessing brainspace

[silverbromide]

Fuzzy is having surgery in a week.  Removing an unidentifiable growth in his neck, a growth which is not just a ball of liquid and is probably just a ball of pus, but is possibly Something Else, one else of which could be in the realm of certain C-words people often tend to avoid thinking about.

I am trying to pull my usual micro-magic of trying not to think to actively about it while background programs are relentlessly pushing positive energies in that direction.  It's taking up more brainspace than I usually admit.  The getting-back-to-self portion of my immediate goals might be on hold until this is over.