Last night’s dinner at Proxi was a great call. As was meeting up with a friend at the sexy new bar in the Merchandise Mart after work. But perhaps seeing Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds on their Skeleton Tree tour was a little too intense for right now.
Or maybe it was just what we needed? Cried through most of it, went home feeling completely knackered.
Surgery is scheduled for Monday afternoon. No food after midnight, blah blah blah.
I’m so grateful for the stunning array of kind gestures extended by friends, family, and colleagues. But I’ll admit to feeling overwhelmed by the attention and generally anxious. Mostly I want to hide in my cave.