I completely blanked on my grandma’s doctor’s appointment yesterday and honestly, it’s just so fucking typical of me, like, I write EVERYTHING down but apparently, some part of my brain just decided that *this* was the one thing that wasn’t important enough to remember. And now she’s going to have to wait another six weeks, which, considering everything else going on, just feels like a cosmic joke, doesn’t it? I even had a stupid reminder set but I swiped it away without looking, probably while trying to explain for the hundredth time why my mom can’t just "pop in" for a visit — it’s like my life is a bad improv show where I’m always the punchline.