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So very tired there are no words. Well, there are words, I'm just too tired to type them. Mom of Mer had to stay over with me so she could go to the doctor early this morning. We've done this before. No big. Except that Mom of Mer has to sleep on her back now 'cause she's still recovering from surgery. And apparently Mom of Mer snores like a camel with a breathing disorder when lying on her back.

After two hours of lying awake and shifting positions, I retreated to a) my tiny loveseat and then b) the floor, where I got four whole hours of sleep and Son of Backache. Oh, and I dreamed about unexpectedly attending Oxford University where I made lots of humiliating social missteps.

Now I must go meet with the oncologist and try not to snarl. Does it actually work to prop your eyelids open with toothpicks?