So... this is really just a small thing. My grandmother is in the hospital right now.
Normally I just hold things in, so I don't post sob story things about what happens to me or anything. But this is different.

I haven't been round in the furry community recently, and it's not just because of the bowling alley. My grandmother is currently in the OU Hospital recovering from having a brain tumor removed.
She's strong. The strongest person I know. She's dealt with disability all her life and laughed off the pain.
Now she's not waking up. The tumor was a gluoma, a very invasive form of cancer that digs in and doesn't let go. She's seventy-five years old and she has maybe a year left.
She's always been like a second mother- not the kind of gram that you go see every christmas, she's always been close.
I'm scared. Those of you that I've talked to recently probably couldn't tell that I've been so depressed because I don't shiw my feelings. I've been working on that. It hurts less when you tell others.
But yeah. If anyone wants to go hang out or anything, I could use the company.