No official report on the BIL. Though the doctors are behaving as if it's worst case scenario.
Sweet pea seems to be feeling better, coughed/choked twice in her sleep last night (that I heard anyway) so I wasn't going to walk her today, but she seemed to want a walk so I took her for a shorter than usual one and she hasn't cough/choked/puked all day long. I think tomorrow she will be normal again. That's what I'm hoping. Anything else might push me over the edge.
I reconnected with a childhood friend who is some kind of medical PR person so when she heard what was up with the husband she asked around and I am happy to report that I have officially surrounded us with THE professionals in this area who are best equipped at taking stabs in the dark on diagnosing his mysterious brain disease and telling me there are no treatments for it. At least we will be in the most competent useless hands.
In more news we never needed to hear but especially now that everything is falling to pieces, our A/C is broken and requiring either an astronomical band aid repair or more astronomical replacement before next summer. Thanks universe. FU, too!
I'm up to 16K words written for my book (though the editor pointed out me that the beginning could use some fine tuning and I totally agreed with her having already felt that about 5K in I got into the swing of writing much more.) I have no idea what to do with the book once I am done writing it. But, I watched Fight Club again the other night and would like to officially offer David Fincher first dibs at directing the movie version. Oh My God, he's magical. For some reason when I cast this as a movie (in my imagination) I only cast comedians. Could it be I don't exactly take myself seriously? It's a possibility. I think I am getting the level of intensity down that I was hoping to get. Either that or the space age music I am listening to while writing is totally fucking with my brain, and you know, I think that could be it too. If I die tomorrow people should be able to say that I was humble to the end.