Another night. Another Skype convo. eek Both kids calling me to talk to their F. H was actually complimenting me to the kids. Telling S something about behaving and how nice it is that I was baking for them. Kind of hard to get out of the call. Went into it with intentions of keeping it short and polite. Said hi, told him I just wanted to say goodnight. He says "I'm glad." (Glad I came to say goodnight.) Looks truly happy to see me. I try to stay cool, probably not as distant as I intended, but definitely not all starry eyed or smiling ear-to-ear cause we're talking.
Anyway, awkward pauses again. Then he perks up a little and starts telling me he has a problem and "needs" my help. Did I roll my eyes or was that just in my head?
Turns out it's medical, and he tells me he already diagnosed it by looking it up online and he knows what it is...tells me what he thinks, which I agree is most likely the case (possible DVT.) I guess he was waiting for my input / advice. I ask him if he knows how serious that is and the risk of pulmonary embolus and death from same. He's nodding, saying he read that online and I just smile, say "ok I'm going to keep my mouth shut" and tell him I'm not going to give him any medical advice - he's on his own.
He starts with "W, I need my nurse!" and I just shake my head and tell him again, laughing, "You've already diagnosed yourself. I'm not giving any advice."
He mentions he thinks maybe I have a voodoo doll of him, to which I reply, smiling "I have nothing of the sort. I'm just living my life here.."
He says more about not feeling well and the possible clot and I jokingly tell him I think he's just looking for attention from someone down there with all this woe is me, I'm so sick... And he says quickly "The only one I'm looking for attention from is you." But he said it so fast it came across mumbled and H looked down when he said it. I didn't ask him to repeat what he said, just kept going on with the conversation. But WHAT was that? Attempts to draw me in?
I say he must be relieved the court appearance is over and he tells me more details about that. H is not getting kicked out of the country and managed to escape the $500 fine. Only had to pay for the government card, which is good. But he adds "It's a very lonely feeling to be dropped off alone in a country where you don't speak the language. I haven't felt that way in a long time, not since I first started coming here. But when they're talking so fast and you don't know what they're saying. It's a very lonely feeling." No one was allowed to accompany him into the secured immigration building. I guess that's why he felt alone.
A bit more conversation - this time about the kids and how they were both negative nellies tonight on Skype with H and I end up telling him that stinks b/c the kids and I were having a really fun night before the call, all 3 of us chatting and eating together and how I was making brownies for them and thinking how lucky I am that I get to spend this time with them.
When he spoke of how we're back at the house and what the kids thought of that, I also told him "I'm really loving my new life, but there's something to be said for coming "home." The apartment just is not home yet. Of course, my fellow LBS's know I'm not really loving anything about this MLC or facing the mirror, but there are parts of moving the kids to these new schools and living at the beach that are pretty darn cool.
S comes in and interrupts. SO I grab the chance to walk away from the conversation. A few minutes later though, I hear H calling for me and asking S where his mother is... of course, I go back in. Tell him "well, let's say goodnight so you can go eat and I can go to bed." He agrees, says goodnight and he hopes I sleep well. I tell him goodnight, and laughingly say "I hope you don't die in your sleep from your clot." He can't believe what I said. says "You can't even say that with a straight face!"
I'm sorry. I think that might have been mean to say. But in the moment I wasn't trying to be mean. Here is this man, self-diagnosing and telling me he's going to massage his leg and exercise to try to break up the clot and that he's sure he can wait until Mon or Tues to see about a doctor. Honestly. I did tell him he needs medical evaluation and how it would be diagnosed and treated here in the States and not to wait. I did warn him against massaging his leg. I didn't completely leave him in the dark. And he wasn't listening to my advice, so I made a joke (in hindsight -in poor taste)
After my "joke" I advised him again to seek medical evaluation. I do feel sorry for him.
We said our goodnights and again he tells me he misses me. Says "W, I miss you. That's all. Ok. goodnight. Love you" I just looked at him and said "ok, goodnight, hon."
Sheesh. I feel bad for him. He is still in a foreign country and I would be very leery about what hospital to go to and I would definitely want English speaking doctors since I'm not fluent in Spanish. And I do believe him when he says he misses me and gets teary-eyed. He has no driver for the weekend. He'll be stuck in the hotel or where he can walk. Or so he says. Maybe that's why he misses me tonight. He won't be able to get to OW? hmmm I just thought of that. A possibility.
No crying for me tonight. I definitely felt a little detached talking to H tonight, not feeling so much sorrow and pain. I wonder if it's because he seems to be miserable right now and that (now this is an ugly part of me) that gives me some measure of satisfaction? Not everything that is happening to him right now is pleasant and I feel as if, somehow, that's freeing to me. I'm not the only one hurting. He is too.
I have read that over and over about the MLC'ers, but tonight it was shown to me so clearly. I really feel sorry for him right now. Does that make sense?
M 43 H 48 M 19y T 20y D 14 S 12 H returned home from out of country 8/8/15 BD 8/11/15 EA Began end of June/beginning of July 2015; ongoing PA H denies ILYBINILWY