Today's a much better day, despite the fact that I'm starving. I have a gynecologist appointment in an hour and a half, and I'm not allowed to eat for 12 hours prior.

My dog got to eat this morning. He was happy. He even downed his meds with relatively little complaint. Boiled rice in chicken broth - yum. I was jealous.

Mike was really good to me last night. He can be the world's best nurturer when he wants to be, and it's absolutely amazing and divinely comforting when he takes on that role. I was feeling quite a bit better by the time I went to sleep, and a good night's sleep was all I needed to shift me over the edge into a good, happy, sunny emotional spot. Thank you Mike.