The stuff of nightmares.

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That was the wider-angle view of the shot from last night's Patreon image (sans raven, which had already flown out of camera range by then). Beautiful skies, but, as I said elsewhere today, no snow yesterday; only five minutes' worth of clattery sleet.

The snow is supposed to come tonight. And continue through Wednesday night. Followed by sub-zero temps on Thursday. This is a travel week for me. Twice. The roads are going to be the stuff of nightmares, just like the rest of what I'm dealing with right now.

I'm also increasingly worried about what this week will bring, both health-wise and in terms of cost. As I've said, we were fortunate to have squirreled away funds to cover this at the moment, but it's barely February; there's a lot of year ahead of us. I'm terrified of what 2019 is going to bring, expense-wise, especially if they find something . . . not good, which is also terrifying in and of itself. Another episode today, combined with a lot of wheezing, and every single time I think I've gotten a handle on the psychic aspects of dealing with this, something comes along to remind me that at the moment, I have absolutely no control over any of it, and no means to do so, either. So much fear intertwined with all of this, and no end in sight. All this stuff is piling up fast and I have to get us through the whole year, not just the next two weeks, so please share the links (or use them, if anyone's so inclined):

• My Patreon, The Interstices (Writing Between Worlds) (and if you subscribe today you won't be billed until March 1st for February);
• Wings's site, for sales, with lots of new items posted;
• Wings's direct PayPal link;
• A way to buy me coffee (which actually goes to all of our medical bills, which continue to mount);
• Amazon wishlist, which mostly consists of animal and household stuff;
• 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).

All we want, to be able to have some confidence in making it through the whole year with whatever they're going to find going wrong in my body, is to make some sales. That's it: sales; nothing else. But I haven't been able to make even that happen, and the stress is telling. Good vibes for Raven are still welcome (he's still hanging with us), but I could use some, too, and some help with sharing Wings's site (and testimonials, if you got 'em). Thanks.

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