Quiet week, busy at work, CMM tired as is usual for the week after chemo but I think doing a little better than last month (we asked to reduce his chemo slightly this round.)
Had the zoom chat with my distant cousin (I believe we share a great great grandfather) who is doing an art project about race and family and will be visiting this summer. She’s mixed race -black on her fathers side, French Canadian on the side related to me, with some Jewish heritage thrown in their somewhere too. She’s lovely and it will be fun to be a participant in her project. It’s being funded by National Geographic I think. Cool huh?
On a different note - thought of something a few days ago. My ex and I met in medical school. I had a roommate, he had a roommate. About 8 months into dating, we were spending half our time at his place and half at mine. My roommate was planning to move to another city to be with a new boyfriend. His roommate was kicking him out (in retrospect, I think I should have questioned him more closely about why). It seemed to make sense for him to move in with me.
A couple months after he moved in, he left for a month working in a clinic in Hawaii, along with a handful of classmates. He then came home for a few days, then flew home for a vacation visit with his family. (He had the summer off, I was in school all summer).
Anyway - on that week he was home between travels , he announced that he didn’t think we should live together. I was blindsided, as things had been going quite well I thought. He tried to blame it on his father not approving, but this was the first I’d heard of it. I remember doing a version of the “pick me dance” and by the time he’d returned from his visit with his family we were back on , living together.
But it did dawn on me, last week, knowing what I know now about him - he probably cheated on me during that Hawaii trip! That would explain the sudden flip flop on living together (guilt!) and then reversal after his vacation home (his brothers probably talked some sense into him), There were women classmates on that trip.
I don’t know why I be never put two and two together before, but I’d be willing to bet now that that was the first time he cheated on me. God I was dumb!
