That sometimes there's a bigger plan for me. Two weeks ago it seemed I would be working through the end of the year and now I fear those plans are all falling apart. Le sigh. It would've worked out perfectly -- putting me in the UK for December in time to meet Cecilia, but maybe I'll just take the time to get myself back to good health. It's just frustrating not being able to make firm plans as everything is contingent on other "things."
There's time yet, maybe things will turn around.