Yet another visit to a Medemerge
Chad and I’ve been dealing with some really crazy and creepy stalkers lately.
Honestly, considering what we do, we’re probably the best able to deal with such things but it’s still pretty horrific what we get sometimes.
I shudder to think what your average woman has to deal with out in the world.
Spent Thanksgiving with Alison’s family; her aunt and uncle came by to join the boy and me there.
Since he was the only kid there, my son was pretty restless but it all ended up fine. The assortment of desserts didn’t hurt.
Me: There’re cupcakes, pumpkin pie, apple pie, and strawberry rhubarb pie. Which one do you want?
Son: Pumpkin pie…WITH cupcakes.
Me: Well, it is Thanksgiving…
Him: What are you having?
Me: All the pies. I think pies are better than cake.
Her: You’re crazy!
I took the train home that night just to have some time to myself.
Part of the station was flooded; it seems like every place is flooding these days.
On Saturday, the gym had an open mat instead of regular classes but my wrist was still messed up so I ended up fixing some artwork we had installed a while ago but couldn’t get running right.
Speaking of pie, Mouse was there and brought a large apple pie to the gym. Afterward, several of us went to a local bar to get a drink and we brought the pie in tow.
Some old friends from our old gym were there and it was nice catching up. A fella was there from our old gym and I recalled when Pac and I went to his mom’s funeral and had dollar pizzas and tacos outside in the rain. I got our buddy a sandwich.
I think that day was the first time I talked to Pac outside of the gym.
Him: Thanks for coming that day.
Me: Of course. I’m sorry I had to.
Him: And I’m sorry for everything you had to go through too.
Me: You and me both, man.
The next day, I woke up and my wrist was just awful. This is despite not rolling.
My MIL brought my son back that morning and then my brother and his girl came by for lunch.
Because they were here, I decided to go get an xray of my wrist to finally start the process of seeing if I had to get an MRI and, finally, surgery if need be.
Me: Can you watch the kid for me? I might be up to an hour.
So, I took a deep breath and went to the same medemerge that I always go to.
Ended up being there a lot longer than I expected but it was a mixture of good and bad news.
Doc: I don’t think it’s something that requires surgery but I’m not an orthopedist.
Me: So, you think I should get an MRI?
Her: It wouldn’t hurt.
They gave me my x-rays and I went back home. Afterwards, my bro and his girl went off to the Hudson Yards and the kid and I just had dinner together.
Pac, KG Betty, another female friend, and Chad all gave me a ring afterward for various reasons.
It was nice that people wanted to see how I’m doing.
But it looks like I’ll be heading to a hospital regardless if I want to or not.
Me: Why me?
Her: (pause) For some reason I trust you.
Me: You don’t even know me. (pause) I’m not good at hospitals for reasons I’d rather not get into.
Her: I don’t have anyone else.
Me: (sighing) OK, I’ll help.
On that note, there’s only Christmas and New Year’s left.
Location: the pad, making soba noodles for the kid for dinner
Mood: missing home
Music: Our house I’ll miss the most (Spotify)
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