So sorry (Patreon)

So sorry I vanished.  People volunteered to read Claimings, and I haven't sent any out after that first round, but the universe felt the need for a little balance.  My mom fell.  Now she is okay, but she's a cancer survivor on blood thinners, so ya'll know what a fall can mean.  So I was answering some emails from the hospital and really trying hard to not freak out and call my older sister (I don't care if I'm fifty, when I freak out, I want my mom or my sister who is 15 years older, it's a thing when I don't feel like adulting).

Long and short--she's bruised and sore. She can't get out of bed or off the toilet by herself, and I had a fight with the hospital who wanted to send her to a rehab place for a few days, but I spent the big check from the first three Aberrant Magic books modifying the bathroom for handicap accessibility and I am home, so we won that battle.  So she's home in her own bed and bruised and she has a buzzer on the bed next to her if she needs to get up.

I will either get a hell of a lot of writing done in the next few days because I don't want to stray too far from her side, or I'm going to be such an emotional mess that I get shit done.  But it's okay.  It could be way worse, and after the strokes and the cancer, I know that way more than some.  So we're good.  I still wish I could give up adulting for Lent.