when i "found out" for real about h - his ow, ea, etc. he was getting a colonoscopy & me next day- when i looked at his phone. what a shocking surprise- i nearly died (really- i thought maybe i would from the hurt)
ANYWAY- SOOOO - here's me , next day, recovering and for some reason being knocked out makes me blubber when i wake up. soo- some poor nurse is waiting on me to get normal- i'm blubbering away like mad- totally probably humiliating myself but who the heck cared. she was soo nice- was telling me that her husband was a rat & cheated and she ended up having to buy him out of their joint home- and how strong women are- etc.
total stranger- thinking back i think she must have thought what a lulu she had there- but anyway- totally nice. i also happened to go to my own dr that week( don't ask) and got chatting with the nurse - got blubbering - what a mess i was. it is soooooo wierd to "admit" to people who know you in one context that you're "near death from misery" and that's why - well, whatever is going on - is going on.
they were nice as well- probably think back and wonder what the heck i'm up to and what the heck "happened". it's funny now to look back- what a total mess.
stinking jerk- oh well- i'm still alive and somewhat "better" 1.5 yrs later.
i guess if we don't spontaneously die from surprise and pain- or fall into the earth and get gobbled up- we do keep on standing. ta da...
