Haircuts and Heartache
My hair is a nasty mess. Why doesn't it ever seem to grow? It's no longer now than it ever was, and I want so badly for it to grow out. TCMT gave himself a disadvantageous haircut last night... he needs to take some vitamins and help it grow faster! Yikes!
Speaking of which, we did have the testing issue arise over the weekend, and I feel comfortable now that he WILL get tested, albeit not as fast as I myself would prefer. Ah, well, I'm flexible, so it's not a crisis.
Life is pretty good. Well, my doctor's appointment got postponed until tomorrow, and I'm surprised that it's bothering me as much as it is. I just lost my nerve a little last year when I got called back for abnormal cells, and I skipped the six month visit they asked me to make... I am sure I'm fine, essentially. But part of me does think I have, maybe, a minor urological problem, and I have a feeling that they'll urge me see another specialist. I always come up with blood in my sample, and I just hate it when they get preachy about it. I can't think it's serious... my body is working fine, and I'm not in any pain... but doctors have a way of pulling back the shades so light shines on all the ugly realities I don't want to see or notice. I just want to go in, get poked a few times, and go home.
If it weren't for wanting to remain on birth control, I think I'd stop going to the gynecologist altogether... which I know in my rational mind is a dumb thing to omit... there are so many problems that can percolate inside a woman... but I just hate the potential for bad news that exists there.
On a better side, I'm going to dinner with C, who's the HL's roommate. We've always liked each other, and we have decided that we mean to remain friends wholly OUTSIDE of our common link to the HL. That is, we aren't going to discuss him, refer to him, or consider him a factor, WE are going to be friends, period. We're not romantic at all... he discusses with me the women who interest him, as he's always done, and he knows about TCMT... and of course he had front row seats to the HL and me... but he's a talkative, interesting, engaging guy who's come through for me when I've needed a friend (like, rides from the airport... or emergency cat-sitting issues)... I hope to keep him in my life.
It's fascinating to see more objectively the HL through C's eyes, too... their little symbiotic yet dysfunctional roommate relationship is fascinating.
I've also set up a reunion of sorts with my graduate cohort, and so far, it's 100% interested... they are all planning to come... amazing!
Speaking of which, we did have the testing issue arise over the weekend, and I feel comfortable now that he WILL get tested, albeit not as fast as I myself would prefer. Ah, well, I'm flexible, so it's not a crisis.
Life is pretty good. Well, my doctor's appointment got postponed until tomorrow, and I'm surprised that it's bothering me as much as it is. I just lost my nerve a little last year when I got called back for abnormal cells, and I skipped the six month visit they asked me to make... I am sure I'm fine, essentially. But part of me does think I have, maybe, a minor urological problem, and I have a feeling that they'll urge me see another specialist. I always come up with blood in my sample, and I just hate it when they get preachy about it. I can't think it's serious... my body is working fine, and I'm not in any pain... but doctors have a way of pulling back the shades so light shines on all the ugly realities I don't want to see or notice. I just want to go in, get poked a few times, and go home.
If it weren't for wanting to remain on birth control, I think I'd stop going to the gynecologist altogether... which I know in my rational mind is a dumb thing to omit... there are so many problems that can percolate inside a woman... but I just hate the potential for bad news that exists there.
On a better side, I'm going to dinner with C, who's the HL's roommate. We've always liked each other, and we have decided that we mean to remain friends wholly OUTSIDE of our common link to the HL. That is, we aren't going to discuss him, refer to him, or consider him a factor, WE are going to be friends, period. We're not romantic at all... he discusses with me the women who interest him, as he's always done, and he knows about TCMT... and of course he had front row seats to the HL and me... but he's a talkative, interesting, engaging guy who's come through for me when I've needed a friend (like, rides from the airport... or emergency cat-sitting issues)... I hope to keep him in my life.
It's fascinating to see more objectively the HL through C's eyes, too... their little symbiotic yet dysfunctional roommate relationship is fascinating.
I've also set up a reunion of sorts with my graduate cohort, and so far, it's 100% interested... they are all planning to come... amazing!
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