Slightly less stress and a call for help.

In which our faithful correspondent, armed only with a can of 903 Sasquatch Milk Stout, provides his readers with a news update.

* Meeting at work went well. My job duties? Meet the new job, same as the old job. My formal job description contains exactly what I'm doing now; it's just written in formal HR language. So much for THAT. I was stressing about nothing.

* We have worked out some payment arrangements with at least one of the up-front medical expenses.

* However, Beth's car chose this moment to have its heater decide to have a meltdown. Thank you, Mister Car Repair Expense. (Bastard.)

Nevertheless, things are a bit calmer. Still having a lot of physical stress reactions, but I have a call in to my neurosurgeon to see if we can deal with that.

Meanwhile, I need to ask y'all some favors.

First off, for you in-town folks, we are tentatively looking for people to come sit with me the week of January 25th. At this point, we don't know what days we'll seen company for me, because we don't know what days I will be home from the hospital and what days Beth will have to be at work. But if you are available and would like to spend the day with me that week while I'm loopy on hard pain meds, this is your chance!

Secondly, for you out-of-town folks, please check out the 'How You Can Help' link off to the right. We still need a lot of help in terms of certain material things while I'm out; we will be down an income for at least four weeks. If you can pitch in, it would be appreciated.