Not really piecing and trying not to jinx it, but

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The jealousy was kind of nice, though for a little bit he was getting somewhat pissy towards me over it before I told him to chill out over it.

Oh, another thing that reaffirmed the "fog". The summer my H left, my father was very, very sick. He was on a respirator, in a medically induced coma, for 5 weeks because of pneumonia. For a few weeks, they didn't know if he was going to pull through. He was in hospital a total of 8 weeks.

My H would come over a couple times a week to watch our son so I could go to the hospital. I know I did tell him how serious it was because I remember at one point I started crying and he gave me a hug. We got on the subject of our parents this weekend and he was asking about my father. He asked about when he was sick and asked why I didn't tell him how bad it was and that he would have gone to see him (he never went to visit, sent a card or anything. His freakin' parents visited my dad weekly!).

They really are in a fog.