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My sister's surgery starts at 1:40. I don't expect to hear anything until at least 7:00 and quite possibly later (I will post an update here after I call and email all the people I've promised to). She's supposed to spend the night in the hospital and possibly longer, depending.

We all got to bed quite late last night. Scott and I kept trying to convince Cordelia to go shopping for clothes because everything she's got is torn or stained or frayed or too small. She's been wearing the same clothes (even to bed) for two or three days straight because she's not willing to wear anything else she owns. That's not so terrible if we never, ever go anywhere or have people over, but...

I finally cornered her and made her look at online clothing companies. We ordered her some pants and some shorts and one pair of pajamas (there wasn't much in terms of pajamas that they had that she liked). The biggest difficulty is that, of the companies I have bookmarked, only one actually sells things in her size. All the others are specifically plus sized clothes. (Well, there's Land's End, but they're hugely expensive, and the quality of their products has plummeted.) Cordelia was astonished to discover that I qualify as 'petite.' She thought that should cover more than just height.

Scott's FATE game ran last night. We were down two players. One player is taking a prolonged leave to deal with family stuff (he has a fourteen month old daughter). The other player was just gone for this week. His kids were visiting grandparents, and he and his wife wanted to take a short trip.

I find that, in the game, I'm coming to conclusions that I'm pretty sure are right but that the other characters argue with. I can't tell if my conclusions are based on knowing how stories are shaped in general, knowing how Scott thinks in particular, or just being genre savvy. Of course, none of these factors necessarily mean that I'm right. My character is in her fifties and very experienced with the sort of things our group is dealing with, so I'm not worried that my conclusions are OOC. I just wish I could support them more logically.

We're thinking that we might go out later today to look into getting me a new phone. Scott's actually worried that my current one is so old that they might not be able to transfer my information. I just don't know. I like my current phone a lot. It does exactly what I need it to do most of the time. My occasional problems with sending text messages and having them arrive days or weeks later seems to be a Verizon thing rather than intrinsic to my phone. The issues that are solidly problems with my phone are the way it occasionally turns itself off and the fact that it can't handle the sorts of things that other people try to send me in terms of images files. I don't know that the battery necessarily lasts longer than Scott's and Cordelia's do because I do so very much less with my phone than they do. Charging once or twice a week when I only use the phone for about ten to fifteen minutes a day probably isn't better than charging daily when using the phone for hours a day.

But before we go out, I have to finish my Metanews work. I have half a dozen links left to deal with, and then I have to post. That's probably an hour and a half of work (possibly less but not likely less than an hour). Maybe I should leave those links for next week's post and just deal with what we've already got. I don't know.

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I now have a new phone, some form of droid or another. We picked it because it was among the smallest available and because it had largish numbers on its numeric keypad. The alphanumeric keypad is horrid, so I suspect I'll do my best to avoid using it. Half of my contacts got mangled in being transferred over (pieces of names getting put out of order, mainly), so I spent about half an hour fixing those. I haven't yet made or received any calls. I think I've set my two usual alarms to go off, but I won't know for sure until one of them actually goes off.

We're paying for a data plan for me, but I don't really think I'll use it much. My laptop is so much easier. The keys are the right size, and I can type really rapidly and accurately. I can't manage either speed or accuracy on the phone. I don't expect my speed to improve much, either, as there's no way to touch type on a phone.

This phone is large and awkward compared to my old phone. I can't really put my hand in my pocket with it, and there's no way on earth that it will fit into the pocket on my purse that I'm used to using for my phone.

I've also already got a ton of fingerprints all over the phone that make reading things on it difficult. I'm not sure what to do about that. Scott seems to think it's normal and that I should be able to use the phone just fine anyway.

Okay. Time to start working on my email. I've accumulated about forty five messages today that all need to be dealt with before bedtime.

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My mother called about twenty minutes ago to let me know that my sister is out of surgery and more or less awake. They're keeping her overnight, but the current expectation is that she'll go home tomorrow. Her husband is spending the night with her while Mom goes back to their house to keep an eye on their dogs.

We still have to wait for the pathology report to be absolutely certain that the surgery is all she needs, but the specialists were pretty sure that it would be-- As far as they could tell, the cancer was contained.

They did manage to do surgery that saved part of her breasts so that they can reconstruct them later with implants. She won't have any sensation in her breasts, but her clothes will still fit her pretty much the same way they did before.

At any rate, the news is as good as it could be.