So, got to the clinic, found S about as bad as I have ever seen him. W was very distant, cold, preoccupied. You know: The usual.
Comforted S as best I/we could, got in to see the Doc, probably a bug. Exam was very positive, got a 'scrip for a new anti-emetic. Wondered aloud if W though it would be a good idea to take S to the house for some recuperation. She agreed. I offered to go 'fill the pills' and pick up some goodies for him, while she brought him here. Called from the store, asked if she had gotten any lunch yet, she said no, I offered to pick something up, she agreed.
Enough details, or we'll be here all night. Relationship Samurai made numerous appearances, and I really think some of what I have learned has started to stick. She seemed really down/tired, S had been up most of the night. I, on the other hand, got less than 2 hours of sleep last night, but you would have had to pay very close attention to notice. S bounced back pretty quick, was back to normal (or at least very close to it) within a couple of hours. W and I touched on a few outstanding issues, but very casually, no real conflict to speak of.
As they were getting ready to leave, I played an ace that was pretty unsure of. I just said, as plainly as I could, that I was very sorry for my outbursts of Friday night. I explained that I had had a rough day, and really should not have answered the phone. Took full blame for the way the call went, in other words.
Here's the shocker: She responded by saying that she had cancelled her trip, did not say specifically why. Double shocker: My immediate, sincere response was "I'm so sorry." I don't think she was expecting that. I know I wasn't.
She made extra sure that I would have S this weekend, so I have to assume she will be going to see OM, but I'm strangely glad of that: as I've said, I want her to get the chance to see that the grass isn't any greener, so to speak. I just couldn't bear the thought that she thought so little of all of us (S, me, herself) that she would go through with the trip she had planned, especially with S being sick.
Second chance? Maybe, but I'm still concerned that her "why would you even want to be with me?" argument of Friday night has done it's job on me.
