Surgery.

This has been some week. Really, I'm not sure I'll ever forget this week. It was filled with highs and lows, tears and laughter, waiting and rushing, frustration and elation, sleep and sleeplessness. It was sort of like life, compiled and spread out over the course of a few days. My sister is one of the strongest people I know, and I never doubted that she would come through this (sort of) unscathed. It isn't over yet, but at least the surgery is. Baby steps.