Well, Gosh, Sort of a Lot Has Happened...

I feel like I haven't blogged in a bazillion years. The reason is that, in the spirit of "kick him while he's down," life has been a little cruel of late. After New Years, we've both been messes on and off. The last week or so, I've been under a remarkable amount of stress. I've been struck by the friggin' plague, I've been trying (and failing) to work really hard, and now there's a new wrinkle.

The Girl has a fibroid. The doctors say "take it out" (surgically). She's nervous. I'm nervous. I think, though, that if she decides to do it, it will ultimately be OK. She also has MTHFR (pronounced to me "motherfucker"). I mean, why not pronounce it how it looks? It's not good. Genetic to boot, too. Might as well call it what it is. That particular malady is bad. I personally think it's to blame, but there is no way to prove that.

I was down, I was bruised, and now I keep getting kicked and I think maybe a rib is broken, metaphorically speaking. I don't want to ask "what next?" because I'm afraid then something will actually be next. We don't want something to be next. We just want to escape the rest of the first half of this year relatively unscathed. Even the most optimistic part of me can't seem to believe that, though...