I finally went to the doctor last Friday after feeling like I wasn't getting any better. I was just tired, abnormally so, and when I would lay down esp. I just felt like I couldn't breathe. Turns out that I have bronchitis, so at least now I have medicine to take and I am finally starting to feel better.
H had been feeling icky too, although his discomfort was more intestinal in nature. But the doctor did give him antibiotics as well. He came Friday afternoon to pick up the boys. I was taking a nap in the guestroom, so H went and took a nap in our bedroom. We both woke up around 6pm when the phone rang.
I ended up making dinner for all of us before they left. It was nice and comforting to eat together as a family, I miss that.
They left around 7:30, S15 also took a friend with him.
I took it easy all weekend, never even got out of my jammies on Saturday.
When I spoke to the boys Sat night their dad was making dinner for them. I was blessed by that. He does a mean breakfast but his dinner repetoire is painfully small. When he is by himself he always, and I do mean always, eats out. Not too pretty on the credit card either.
H told me Sunday am that he would be bringing the boys back around 10:30 before he had to leave to go to the airport to go back to Brazil. So I ended up going to 9am church so I could see H and say goodbye to him. 10:30 is my preferred service these days, but I think it would have been way too cavalier to blow him off by not saying goodbye personally.
I did do a small 180 in here.
I made plans to go with friends to brunch after church. So when H came to drop off the boys I told him, "I just want to say goodbye, no tears." H - You mean you want me to leave right away, my flight isn't until 3. Me - No I am leaving to go to brunch with_____.
So it was sort of an interesting dynamic in that he walked me to my car and said goodbye to me, not vice versa.
He kissed me several times and said ILY, after one kiss he said "I could take about a thousand more of those." So that was nice. He also hadn't been automatically saying ILY as of late so it was nice to hear it before he left.
All in all it was a plesant goodbye - no crying, weeping or gnashing of teeth.
He will be arriving in Brazil this am.
I am planning on being gracious and loving. Not pumping him for info on his whereabouts. If he is staying in a hotel he will tell me, otherwise I can prob ASSume he is at the ow house.
Hard to believe that a year ago this month - almost to the day I think- I was making this trip with him.
Just goes to show that they cannot be forced out of an A or their MLC, it has to come to its natural conclusion. What a hard hard lesson that has been.
