Date: 2005-11-03 07:44 pm (UTC)
One of my oldest friends is in the process of losing his father. My job was easy--I just had to make a bunch of phone calls he didn't have time or brainspace for, and be good company over dinner. He had the hard part, dealing with hospitals and relatives and so forth. Things are dire, but not directly for me.

Oh, and that was me seizing up. I looked, and thought the chapter would Have To Be Fixed Immediately. Panic! Turns out, not so much, on further reflection.
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