I don't need surgery.

I don't need surgery.

I'm still trying to wrap my brain around this. It's about frozen in shock. I had gotten so used to the idea that I would need it, that the fact that I don't is nearly incomprehensible.

I'm at home. I can't carry on a conversation, much less trouble-shoot a computer problem, right now.

Dad, who understands better than most, said, "Do something nice and distracting for yourself." I will have to ponder this.