Took S7 to his first Cub Scouts meeting last night, got assigned to his den. I think he'll do just fine if he can manage to stay focused. (I can't get over how much bigger he is physically that the other boys his age and grade.) I really like how much participation I am seeing so far from the other parents in S7's den.

I saw a Gastroenterologist today, after a referral from my GP yesterday. I go in for an endoscopy on Thursday morning. W automatically assumed she would be the one to drive me to and from the appointment, since I will have to be sedated and cannot drive myself. She did ask if I had anyone else in mind to help me out, but with the expectation I would say I did not.

I am somewhat ambivalent about that. I'd rather that I no longer put myself in the position of relying on her for a favor, or anything for that matter. I can't really ask anyone else I know, friends or co-workers, to take off time from work on such short notice. W does have a flexible schedule. And not having extended family near really sucks.

<Sigh> I am having to swallow my pride. The lump in my throat could be that pride or something worse. At least she's being magnanimous enough to offer, for which I am thankful -- because given everything else, I would not have been surprised if she had left me to my own devices. In fact, I had expected that.

So much for appearing to be the better option, huh?


Me: 49
WAW: 47
S11, S7
Years Married/Together: 17/18
Bomb: 6/15/07
Separation: 7/6/07
D: 4/3/09

Real love is a decision.
Marriage is a commitment.