So, yesterday I found out that an old work friend died last week of a very rapid form of cancer. I couldn't go to his wake or funeral because of The Immune Issues. Meh. I did have a really good conversation with another old friend in consequence, and am resolved not to wait until anyone else dies before repeating that experience.

And today comes news that one of my cousins was recently diagnosed with breast cancer. Her surgery is Thursday. She reads this blog (*waves*), so send good thoughts Martha's way! Her prognosis is excellent, as is mine, and I am pushing through the discomfort that these two bits of news produced.

Survivor's guilt? Quite real. Silly, but real.

Interestingly, though my cousin and I have the same grandparents on one side, her diagnosis is very different from mine. Fast- vs. slow-growing, estrogen-sensitive vs. "triple negative", etc. Quite different genetics at work.

And the computer here is Not Happy. It failed to start, ran Start-up Recovery, and now I am having to scan everything and reinstall more than 150 MB of updates.  Yes, this is a First World problem.