January 30, 2008One downside to dating a single mother – you get sick. Really sick. The last time I saw my boyfriend, Kris, he was his healthy, energetic, happy, nerdy self…and then this sickness hit him too. He’s been in a sleepy, feverish haze of pain ever since. That was four days ago. And he caught it from us. The day care germies must have jumped him late last week when he came over to help me watch Benjamin. Why? Because I asked him too. Why? Because I was starting to feel sick. Sigh. I feel guilty. I usually don’t feel guilty – but I can’t express to you enough the pain of this particular viral strand. It’s unreal.
January 29, 2008Benjamin and I spent 4 hours in urgent care today. 4 hours! Between chasing Benjamin and keeping him entertained my mind did have a few minutes to wander.
I thought about my father. He was a doctor and all hospitals bring his memory back front and center. I imagined what our lives would be like if he hadn’t died of cancer. First of all – I know we wouldn’t have to be in this horrible urgent care, waiting for hours and hours. I daydreamed about talking to him on the phone – telling him about my day, about Benjamin, about Kris.
Then the thoughts stop. They have to stop – Benjamin has disappeared down the hall – he’s deep into the radiology department. Ironic. Yes. Annoying. More so.
