wither in the light

Anne-Marie went in for an operation yesterday, removing a lump from her neck that turned out to be just an irate gland... she'd set up this operation a week ago, which was fortunate, since each of the three days leading up to yesterday brought her more pain and less mobility, and had she not planned ahead she would probably have ended up in the emergency room. Good timing, and a benign outcome, so all things considered she's doing well. This does leave us with both bedbound for a couple of days... no change at all in my life, but she's going to need to slow down for a bit.