Surgery is tomorrow. I'm dithering around here (with no hot water from the tap) trying to figure out what needs to be done next to get us ready to leave.

D'ARGO'S TESTS HAVE BEEN PAID OFF (I can itemise these if anybody's curious):

D'ARGO'S SURGERY TOTAL IS UNKNOWN YET - I'm going to put the full total of the CareCredit I've been given, but it's not supposed to be this much. This will be updated when I get a correct number.:

People in Second Life who are moved to help will find a Christmas-coloured tipjar at the Falling Anvil biergarten in Tamrannoch, Caledon. Drop Tanarian Davies or Eugenia Burton an IM in-world if you have problems finding it.

Anybody who wishes to invoke diety on D'Argo's behalf is, of course, welcome. He can use all the benevolent energies which can be directed to him, poor skinny thing.

See this post for the whole story - this post has a photo not included in the earlier post.