With all this talk of whether I should be the one making decisions about my own womb, my own
body, I nearly forgot to mourn missing out on two of the most important parts of Catholicism:
paczki day- fat Tuesday, and Ash Wednesday. I got a bad flu Monday night. So naturally
I got no paczkis on Tuesday. I used to be recovered in a day. Not any longer. At one point I
actually fainted. I was back to my senses Wednesday, but got a little hurt in the fall from the faint, so got no ashes.
Drat!
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