I drove GH into downtown this morning to drop him off for a CT scan and chemo. I was in a foul mood. Part of me was more than happy to do GH the favor of driving him downtown (his car is in the shop), but part of me was annoyed by being made late to work during a busy, frustrating week. My mood was not helped by not having time for breakfast and by feeling weighed down by the oppressive knowledge that this CT scan will likely yield depressing news.
Please keep your fingers crossed for GH, Maddie, Riley, and me. Can't hurt. Might help.
Gratuitous post of GH and the Ri-Man: