The cure.

 I did it. Made it through the first week. It's been sort of pretty great and amazing, and really hard. 

I was pretty terrified of going out into the world, but it turns out not to be that bad. And a lot of it is almost fun. 

I miss the girls more than I could bear, if I didn't see how happy and fine everyone is, and how much I love them. I get a little teary on the bus, but I'm ok. I think I'm even really happy. I make the choice to walk down the street smiling, and it's amazing. 

Every night I come home and hug and kiss everyone who is awake or asleep. And I have never loved them more. 

Still completely terrified my new life is good to implode, with me in the Center and disaster surrounding me. I'm worried I'm going to be horrible, and that it's going to be way too much for me to handle, and that my family is going to suffer and someday the kids won't care to even notice I'm at home. 

Science-related, learning about flow cells and fluidics, sorts and shut downs, where I can plug my phone into charge, and how to get in and out of the building. 

Also, reading The portrait of Dorian Grey on the bus and while waiting for assorted things that need to be waited for. Think I had high expectations of this book, love it purely for its English awesomeness, and there have been quite a few lovely bits of writing.