So sorry for the long absence, a lot has been happening irl, like a roller coaster with no stops. Between the death of my grandmother from cancer, handling the funeral arrangements, and then discovering my own mother having the same cancer, I had to focus a lot of my time helping my mom travel for treatment before it was too late. I'm currently acting as her caregiver while she's recovering. Good news, chemo is working, it's not completely gone but we're seeing very good progress. The bad, or rough news, is that most of my day is spent making sure she's clean, fed, and comfortable since chemo has left her very tired and fragile.

After all of this, I just want to slap the US healthcare system, a lot. I haven't been this frustrated in a while. Why does anyone need to wait on the approval of some rando insurance worker who has no in-depth context of what is going on, and they take their sweet ass time, just to get treatment??? I digress, but URGH.

I'm back home for the moment, trying my best to catch up with my queue when I have time to, though I will be heading back out with my mom to Chicago for the (hopefully) last cycle of chemo once the rest period has passed. I'm still pretty frazzled and I took time to get myself checked too, since the odds of me having cancer were higher due to genetics. Turns out there was a small tumor in my own chest, luckily benign, that left me with this dent due to its removal. Better a dent than cancer, I do plan to get it smoothed out in the future. But for now, I think that's as much as my fried brain can spew out, so thank you for reading.

Again, sorry for the long absence, thank you for your continued patience.

~Sinpufff