Well, I'm finally home from Boston.
Private plane. Would have been a fun adventure if not for the circumstances involved.
So far, I slept an hour and a half, was awake for an hour and a half, then slept for ten hours. All I really want to do now is sleep some more, but I'm trying to reset my body clock to something more like normal. I also fear that I'm getting sick, but I'm trying not to be a panicky hypochondriac about it. Ugh.
Anyway, yeah. Home. Will resume posting pictures from Puerto Rico, because it's a lot more fun to think about than the week and a half of my life that is now missing.
Three relatives in the hospital.
I want to say a huge thank you to all of my friends -- notable shout outs to
survivedestiny,
prunesnprisms, and
alicegotherfix, without whom my mental health may not have survived the hell that was last week.