Slept well (thanks to Vicodin and exhaustion), and woke up feeling lots better, but still a bit tired. Even so, I was able to muster the energy to go check my PO box.
Where I found this!
The issue of Black Static with “Eastlick” in it!
So…a night in the emergency room; a real live publication. This is how it goes.
Thank you everyone for your words of support and friendship!! I feel very loved, very well taken care of. I will make that follow-up appointment and ask a bunch of questions–I am already making a list. I don’t want more nights like that…