So if you happen to be the spouse of a very ill person hours away from undergoing the single most difficult (deliberate) surgical procedure on the books (the Whipple Procedure) and at the most inappropriate time and place find yourself yelling at said spouse over absolutely nothing, knock it off as soon as you can, apologize profusely to said spouse and anyone else witnessing said meltdown and move on. This is a rough time. Cut yourself some slack. Melt Downs Happen. Feeling like a fool shouldn't be a new experience at this point anyway.
That's it for tonight. Melt Downs can be pretty exhausting even if they are an expected part of the picture.
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Sleep, Mary. Breathe.
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