It's begun. I emailed Sally over at Maggie's World with a plea for advice. She wrote me back with her usual fantastic sense of humor, walked me through it, and so I began. I labored for nearly an hour on the computer, filling out one million boxes and simultaneously waited for nearly fifteen minutes on hold with the Social Security office trying to make an appointment. Given that I was disconnected mysteriously from that call and then felt faint at the prospect of filling out Sophie's various hospitalizations -- do I need to go through the files I have in that white filing cabinet in the kitchen or do I need to contact the miasma that is the administration of UCLA? -- I've decided to dissociate from the "work" I did and change the sheets on my bed.