The evil appointment is over. The trip is over. We had a very good meal. The rest of it was pretty universally awful. They said my stuff looked fine. I have to come back in six months.
My body finally relaxed a little today. It's kind of shocking the level of PTSD this whole situation throws me into. I don't know that cancer/surgery/loss of organs was the worst thing in my life, but it's the most recent hell, so it's the fresh one.
I'm tired and my body is protesting the whole ordeal. I'm itchy. Hopefully, by the weekend, I'll be somewhat recovered.
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