Weird day. H has the girls--from last night until Monday morning. At about 9am, D11 calls me, saying I have to come over right away because Daddy can't walk. (H lives a mile away from me.)

Apparently, his leg was hurting last night and then this morning when he got up to go to the bathroom, something snapped or went into spasm and his back/leg was in so much pain that he couldn't walk; at first, the pain was so intense that he was sweating and felt like he was going to faint, which is why he had D11 call me.

I was getting ready to go over there when H called back and said I didn't have to come over after all. The pain was not as severe and his parents were coming. So I went on with my day, letting him know that I would be around if he/they needed me.

I called him at 7pm to see how he was; he's still in a lot of pain, but his parents are there with the girls. He said that no one wants to leave him alone for the night. I said they could all (him, the girls and his parents) stay here if they wanted. He said he couldn't get here, because he can't walk (even to the car), he can only crawl. That made me laugh. I said it was karma. I felt a little bad, but I think it was OK.

It's the first time he's sort of, kind of, needed me in a long time--even though he doesn't really need me. He kept apologizing this morning for asking me to come over.

It's just weird, that's all. I guess when push comes to shove, I am of course still there for him, and I assume he would be for me in an emergency. Kind of sad that it takes an emergency (or something close) to make us drop the crap and just be there for each other.


Me/X-H: 47/48
T 19 yrs
M 16 years
D14
D10
ILYBINILWY: 10/07
H moved out 6/08