The hardest part of all this is realizing that it’s on me to be the cool, level-headed person who can make phone calls to people with actual information and to process that information and make decisions based on it.
I kind of just want to throw up.
Updated to add: Argh! Crying mommas! No crying mommas.
*hugs* I know it’s not what you want to be doing right now, but you’re more than capable of handling it and you’re going to be okay. And you have friends who are willing to help you, and internet minions to go searching for things if it should come to that.
I am an internet minion of Aunt B.