wrfinalmixarchive | (Earth) Stealing a quick minute to update while I eat a "Delicious" pre-packaged meal

Whoosh. It's like taking care of Cheryle in a coma, healing while you guys fought your way of Xemnas, delivering a baby, and camping out for Wii (yeah, Brendan and I did that way back when) all rolled into one. But I am feel useful, and that's something pretty amazing.

I've actually got a lot of stuff to mention in this post, if I can remember it all.

Let's see, got a ride here from Brandon. He's doing very well. Married life seems to agree with him. It was really nice to see him again.

It's absolutely crazy here. I haven't sat down except to eat and feed Ashlyn. None of the doctors are getting much chance to rest either, and so I'm doing as they do. I've been keeping Ashlyn in a sling on my back--everyone here loves her, she really puts the patients at ease--and changing her and nursing her when necessary. It's lucky that she's really laid back these days. During the first few months, she was kind of fussy, but now she's pretty calm. I'm hoping this won't scar her for life, but she seems to be doing okay, even thriving.

I've mostly been dealing with the more several physical trauma that's reached a stage where surgery just won't be enough. Several of the doctors have said they want to learn more, so there may be a few more students for those magical degree programs that were being discussed a few months ago. Once I ran out of magic and ethers, I transferred over to obstetrics and helped with a few births, then as my magic returned, I went back over to do what healing I could. I've been going back and forth between the two, grabbing a bite to eat when I can. It's exhausting, but so far I've managed to keep going. In a couple hours, I'll have to stop and sleep for a while, I guess.

Oh, I got an e-mail from Brendan. His computer is finally fixed. He's doing okay, but he misses Ashlyn and me a lot. He also reported that there's been a theft from the University Library--apparently, someone stole all of Xemnas' old papers and notes, which is kinda worrying. Otherwise, everything back home seems to be about the same, awful weather, but otherwise okay.

Talking about it is making me really homesick, especially since there's no knowing when I'll be able to go home. I want my own bed and my husband and my cats.

But at least I have those to go back to. A lot of the people here don't anymore. So, I'd better get back to work and do what I can. Love you all, and don't do anything I wouldn't do.