I'm okay

I promise. People can stop worrying about how I'm coping with the whole no arm and M-day thing. It's not ideal, but Doug and Emma are working on a new one for me - a better one even.

I'm not going to have a heroic BSOD over my frosted flakes and suddenly cease to function.

(You'll be happy to note that my physical therapist is kicking my ass and the psychologist I'm seeing is very good at asking me questions I don't particularly want to think about or answer. )