Shoutout to my caretaker, the spectacular mother of mine for tolerating me today & everyday. But ‘specially today because I am crippled/handicapped/needy/constantly hungry/plagued by indecision/at times argumentative/perhaps intolerable/just crutching around. She’s phenomenal and I love her & today would be not quite so nice without her help. And so I propose a toast. To me mum!
Day 145. Surgery.