Br has been off the air for a little bit. A few things have happened over the break. A couple weeks ago, BR goes to the doctor thinking he has strep. Turns out he had an ear infection and to top it off pink eye. Because of that, I couldn't go to work. I stayed home a couple days with S who was also sick. It was cool the boys just laying around doing nothing but watching tv. The downside, my doc feeling my glands found something in BR's neck that was inflamed. Long story short, time to go for ultrasound. I took down the instruction on where to go and forgot it on the counter. W comes in and see the notes. She asks what was this about. I tell her it was for a physical. She looked at me and told me I was lying. Of course, I repeated my statement. She then looked at me and told me I was lying again and I forgot she's in the medical biz and deals with the place I had to go. She insisted on knowing what was going on. I told her and she softened to me. We talked and my macho dropped and I was a little worried. She reassured and such. But she then caught herself caring and dropped back. A few days later, I went to get my MRI. I hate to admit it but I was scared. I was on one of the first planes flying after 9-11 and I wasn't as worried as this test. I was sad that I was going by myself. I saw guys in the waiting room with their women. W doesn't usually go to the doctor with me. For that matter, I rarely have to go to the doctor. W came home the day interested in my test. I told her all about it and she pulled back again. A couple days later, she asked had I heard anything. She offered to call someone to get my films looked at quicker. I declined and she got mad. I then started getting emails asking if I called. I of course hadn't. I don't want the added stress right now. She copped a tude over this. I looked on WebMD for my little inflamation and found the sypmtoms somewhat match me but they seem to match W point for point including the depression, mood swings and best of all, the frequent and extended periods she's been having. I wonder how I can get her this data?
After not calling the doctor, she got a little cold to me. Tonight was a little strange. She asked me to spread a cream over her upper back and shoulders. I was flattered she asked me to do this. I of course did what I was asked but I thought I had a chance to touch her. I put the cream on with my feather touch and I could see she was reacting to it. She didn't stop me. I started doing just a bit more and boooom. One of the kids comes in. Dayum. Bad timing. She let me finish and thanked me.
Later, The Sopranos came on. This was our show. I somehwat liken myself to Tony. A big guy with some of the thoughts and behavior he has. Not the killing or the cheating. But the family stuff and a few other things. As much as I hate to admit it, the charactor along with W convinced me to go on happy pills. I forgot Tony was getting a D. W was laying there a little uncomfortable. There was scene where the wife was saying Furio made her feel important and such. I was thinking that may be the way W felt about the cart boy when I let her down. I felt crappy. There were other things in the story that parralled our lives including the kids having a hard time with the separation. W was peaking over at me. I could see her in the mirror. It's amazing how these things just seem to happen out of nowhere. I think it gave W as well as myself a couple things to think of.
