My mother is having surgery on her thyroid, to remove it either partially or totally (there's a chance that the two tumors might be malignant, though they're probably benign), mostly because if the tumors swell, it'll choke her to death before we can help her. So, that's why she's having surgery. I claim not to be worried - after all, we've got one of the best doctors in the area, he's worked with my mother before, and he knows what he's doing - but in reality, I am. I know the chances of of something going wrong are incredibly slim, but I am worried nonetheless. My mother is a central figure in my life, and always has been. It is difficult to imagine her in any other way than who she is now.
Books, check. After I finish Soul Mountain I'll read through The Bonesetter's Daughter (looks like a quick read ... surely not as complicated - I dunno if that's the right word - as Soul Mountain), and afterwards finally start The Tale of Genji, which should take me a nice long while.
I need to go get dressed.