Chickens of death

I had a horrifying thought after my last post.

What if I'm having a flare on my wedding day?

I suppose that will teach me about relinquishing control! I'd have to leave the decorating most entirely to others so I could rest that morning, in order to make it through the ceremony and reception.

Well, you know what? There's no use worrying about it. I'll just do my best to avoid that possibility, and cross that bridge if I have to.

No use counting your chickens of death before they hatch, right? ;)

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