A dark day of a different sort, although it's all right now. Sales (and shares) still needed.

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You can't tell from this size (you'll have to click on it to see the larger version), but the photo shows snow on the Spoonbowl, visible to the naked eye tonight. And up until a little while ago, this day was looking pretty dark indeed. Certainly not what we were expecting.

We just got home a little while ago from the ER. Not for me this time; for Wings. He hasn't been feeling well lately, mostly a product of these monster winds, but today, he was feeling worse, and early this afternoon, his blood pressure spiked dangerously high. He did all of the usual de-stressing things, and it continued to climb. So we bypassed the clinic and went straight to the ER. As it turns out, he's okay; no elevated enzymes, so no cardiac event. His EKGs were good. But we did discover a couple of markers that should enable us to get him on the proper meds protocol (the one we've been trying to get him on for well over a year). That should take care of it. Fortunately, we love each other beyond description, and we both talk and listen to each other, and he was willing to do the thing he least wanted to do in the world (go to the ER) to be on the safe side.

It was a terrifying few hours, though, and we're both completely wiped out. He's already gone to bed, and I'll be heading that way shortly. The dogs were stressed, too; Raven and She-Wolf are both completely crashed at my feet, and little Crow is sound asleep in She-Wolf's doghouse. Cut and paste from here on.

We do still need sales, though. Those are what get us through the year (and form the basis for everything, including the house and my medical bills). The Pueblo closes in less than a week, and that means very little in the way of tourist trade for anybody. These are the long hard days of winter, and until it reopens well into spring, they will stay that way for everyone. The rest is cut-and-paste, because I am, as always, worn out by this point in the day. I hate being fragile, I hate not being able to pull my weight, I hate the fear and uncertainty, but it is what it is. And we need consistent sales. So please. Spread the word. Valentine's Day's gone, but people have birthdays, anniversaries, I-love-you days; there'll be other holidays and seasons coming up before you know it. Please spread all of our links around on FB and Twitter and other social media, via e-mail and word-of-mouth, to your family and friends and colleagues and whoever. So here are the links: 

• Tonight's post elsewhere (the most important light);
• A way to buy me coffee (which actually goes to She-Wolf's & my medical bills);
• Wings's direct PayPal link;
• Wings's site, for sales;
• Wayfair gift cards, to replenish all the furnishings that the RV has destroyed in one way or another.
• Partial registry #1, from Bed, Bath and Beyond. There are new kitchen-y things on it now, stuff that I didn't realize we'd need to replace (either because the RV ruined it or because we gave it away when we had to downsize).
• Partial registry #2, from Wayfair. There are some things left on both registries that I thought by now I might be able just to buy outright, but medical bills (mine and She-Wolf's both) have to come first.

I've been trying to find some sort of accommodation with this oh-my-god-you're-going-to-die thing that keeps happening, which is to say, every time it crops up, I smack it ruthlessly back down and force myself to sit and breathe through it. It's not working. I'm doing it regardless, but these recent episodes are terrifying. We need, also, to get free of some of this crushing stress, and I don't see that happening as long as I have to spend every day scrabbling (mostly unsuccessfully) for whatever sales we can make. Closure's imminent, and I see no way to get through it now. In spite of it all, though, thanks, everybody, from both of us, for everything. I don't know about tomorrow, but at least today I got to see the dawn, and I got to play with puppies.

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