This girl is the nicest person one could hope to meet. She's perky all the time, and happy, and a joy to work with. It's bad when something like this happens, but it's really bad when it happens to someone like Libby.
But I think that she's a philosophical girl and will take in stride soon enough. She's strong enough to handle it. But she was totally freaked out yesterday, and understandably. I was freaked out as well, and I wasn't even on her boat. I went by the store yesterday after work (had to pick up some things) and I bought her a card and a little teddy bear and took them to her in the hospital. She was a little glassed over (I believe she was sedated). Colleen told me that in the midst of her hysterics, Libby cried, "Now Nelli and I can be twins!" referring to my broken pinky. And she told me last night at the hospital that she would be back at work, "probably on Wednesday." I nodded and murmured, "That soon, huh?"
Anyway, it makes me sad, but I know she can handle it. I'm the one I'm not sure can handle it. Shout out to Libby for being so good.
And, onto some better news, I spotted my first whale today! I've seen whales before, of course, but this is the first one I saw before anyone else. Dumb luck. I was on the bow and it came up right in front of the boat. A minke. It was little, and not exciting. Except that I found it! Go me.