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Hey you,

Yeah it's been a while, I know.

This blood clot in my lung is a lot more serious than I thought it was and has really affected me strongly. I'm tired all the time. I nap a lot - not because I love to nap (and I really do), but because I seem to actually need it. Breathing is hard. Walking is making me weary and just generally existing is tough.

I saw the Surgeon on Monday - a kind old fellow. Dr M is good at his job and together we figured out a plan. I'll have surgery on 7th June where he'll take out the fibroid in my uterus as well as my ENTIRE WOMB. It's going to be a HUGE/serious surgery and will take me a long time to get better. Until June, I've been instructed very sternly to "just rest".

By the way, Albert the Angel did call me, guys. He rang about a week after the whole hospital 'fiasco' and I didn't answer because it was an unknown number. He left me a voicemail with his name, explaining he drove me in an Uber to the hospital and chuckling as he said he wanted to tell me about God's word. Bless.

So I'm supposed to be resting but I worry about money and I want to be in a new job.

I worry about a lot of things as so much seems out of my control lately.

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