Brian - got it!

Last night the folks at Urgent Care forgot to give me back my ID and insurance card. H was supposed to pick it up after work, but after this afternoon's developments, I pulled myself together long enough to drive over there and get it myself. Just sent him a text message saying I went so he doesn't have to. His response "Oh. Ok. How are you feeling?" Told him somewhat better and that the rest has helped. He responds, "Great! What do you want for dinner?" I told whatever he wanted was fine.


He then calls me check in and to give me 3 options for dinner. I remind him that I still have half of my Subway sub from yesterday. He's asking if I want Chic-fil-a, which is a good 20+ mins in traffic. I tell him I don't want that but if he does he should go ahead. We settle on Chipotle in case I want something later.

Knowing what I know now, what I thought were all positive signs, now seem like something he's doing to appease his guilt about this trip. I can honestly say, while he's been helpful when I've been sick before, he's never offered to take the day off once. I don't even know how to act when he gets home. Acting as-if may not be enough right now.

I feel like I'm going coo-koo for Cocoa Puffs!


Me:37
H:GONE

Happy and loving life.