misfiled as "Keet, Electric" @ElectricKeet@awoo.space

I'm really glad I watched through all of Midnight Gospel.

I've ditched the TMS office that kept screwing up my appointment schedule.

I'm going back to the place that I actually feel gives a shit about me. They never screwed up my schedule, they never mansplained at me, they didn't stick me in a chair that didn't work right, and they remember me and are glad to have me back.

No wonder they aren't on Kaiser Permanente's list of providers.

The TMS office mentioned last week that my appointment for this week – the one made many weeks ago, my regular Tuesday 10:30 – had been overscheduled and they'd have to reschedule me.

Of course, I put the new date in my online calender... except the interface for Google Calendar is weirdly confusing, and somehow the change didn't take. So when this week rolled around and I showed up on Tuesday at 10:30, they acted all confused 'cause I wasn't scheduled. So I rescheduled again.

It was only when I told my spouse about this that they remembered the first reschedule... for the spot they'd just rescheduled me to. That's right, they'd forgotten my appointment on that day also.

It feels like incompetence trending toward enemy action, and because I'm in the United States and not rich I have no real recourse.

I was awfully quiet about it last year, but I lost two family members.

In July, my uncle had almost fully recovered from a bout of pneumonia when COVID-19 caught him. He and I hadn't been close in some time, but he was the last one left in my mom's side of the family and that hit her pretty hard.

Mom had been a medical disaster for some time. The details aren't necessary; the relevant part is that nearly twenty years ago I got the phone call from Dad that she probably wouldn't live through the night... but she surprised all of us, and she kept on surprising us. I got so many of those calls over the years, but she was too stubborn to let go, and she remained the closest of my family members.

When Mom lost her brother, I guessed that the next severe medical issue would be the one when she let go, and I was right. It wasn't COVID, but complications around COPD, much like most of her family before her.

I miss her. I've had a few little bouts of grieving, but not a whole lot. I had nearly two decades to come to grips with all that, plenty of advance warning. So I didn't make a big deal of things. Everybody I knew was already in a constant state of shock, and nobody needed the additional weight.

But here I am, exactly one year later. I tried to plan something a little more elaborate as far as a remembrance, but the truth is that I felt too scattered to make it happen, and Mom didn't want anyone to get too fancy on her account anyhow, so this is probably ideal. I'm not looking for responses or anything, I just... wanted to say.

Last year, I lost two family members.

So it goes.

LibreOffice Writer suddenly stopped letting me use the Cut or Copy commands.

Pasting from other apps (even other LibreOffice modules) works fine, but copying anything completely fails, no explanation. It just moves the cursor to the end of the selection (in whatever direction it was selected) and deselects the text.

Anyone else ever have this happen? I guess I'm done working for the night....