Small private update:

Small private update:

I got my husbang back yesterday.  When he got home, he showered, ate, and then crashed out a bit later.  He really needed the rest.

We spent almost all day today (with anxiety to the max) waiting to hear when FIL would be discharged from the hospital.  We thought that Shaun would be picking him up and taking him home.  Finally around 3 we called around and found out that he'd been discharged around noon and that the other relatives had gotten him home safe.  That's all fine and good, but some communication would have been nice.

In any case, no one else could take him for his scan tomorrow, so Shaun packed up and went to spend the night with his dad so he could take him to his appointment.  At least it'll be quiet and he'll have a bed and food this time.  And thankfully, he'll be able to un-mask in his bedroom.

SUPPOSEDLY the results should be ready within 24 hours and we're supposed to know something on Tuesday.  To be honest, I'm going to be really pissed off if that is not the case.  FIL looks like he's knocking on death's door (not to be insensitive, but he's 81 with 10% heart function and AT LEAST Stage 3 lung cancer, so nothing about this is good).

Aside from that the not-knowing is making me so anxious that I can't even think.  I am not trying to make this about me, but I will admit to not studying as much as I should have for that last quiz I bombed.  I felt better about the material than the 2/10 I made on the quiz, but after I had technical difficulties on top of me already being frazzled, it was game over for real and I knew it.  I just can't concentrate.  I'm worried, scared, anxious, and my home life is not calm or normal with Shaun having to do so much.

AND I'm terrified of him catching COVID while being so selfless and caring because the relatives that keep popping in and out do not wear masks.  After we get results if it turns out that Shaun has to move in with his dad temporarily, that will change because he's not risking himself every day for their comfort.  He doesn't want to start pissing people off if we're going to need their help in the near future, though.  If we won't need them, then he'll take care of his dad on his terms, but otherwise we can't alienate people right now.  His dad would hate that, anyway.

I guess I'm out of things to say.  All of this sucks and I hate it.  I will never put my children though this.