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At this very moment, my husband is, as the saying goes, under the knife.

Why did I expect to get anything done today? I can't even concentrate enough to finish a scene I've run through in my head half a dozen times. Thank God I decided not to go into work today. Tomorrow is soon enough to worry about marking.

I'll feel better when I know the surgery's over, and I haven't received any phone calls to indicate something went wrong. I know nothing will go wrong. But knowing and feeling are two different things sometimes.

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[r-caton.livejournal.com]

Thoughts and prayers.
Good Luck

[velvetpage.livejournal.com]

Thanks.