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I'm sitting in the lobby of the medical building, waiting for Craig. He needs a bunch of bloodwork done before his surgery in a few weeks and he wanted me to come with him. I told him I'd meet him here at ten thirty, but it's only ten seventeen, so he's not late yet.
Craig and I are a lot the same insofar as we're both afraid of needles and medical stuff. But then we're a lot not the same 'cause I can donate blood and get needles (with a lot of distraction and bribery), but he gets so scared he makes himself ridiculously sick and catatonic, basically. I went with him once to get an x-ray and I thought I was going to
have to carry him (an I had had a CT scan that morning).
I don't know how he's going to be today and I'm really worried. The surgery he's getting is not the 'put you under' kind, it's the local kind. And I don't know if he can be awake
and have someone poking around inside him.
I promised him I'd take care of him, but I have class. I can't skip a week and a half's worth of school to go down south with him. I wish I could, but it's not smart, especially because I'd be missing 2 Mondays (Monday is my big school day).
When he gets back though, we'll have our apartment!!
Ten twenty-four and still no Craig.
Ughhhh. I don't wan to have to drag him home. That's two bus transfers I'd have to bodily force him onto. He's not overly heavy is he's not fighting me, but I have silly weakling arms.
But I have a brilliant beyond brilliant plan. I rummaged through my breakfast and picked out all the marshmallows to tease him with. Lucky Charms have an unnatural power over him. MWA HA HA!
...I hope it works.
Ten twenty-eight. Time to stop writing and start looking sharp.
Craig and I are a lot the same insofar as we're both afraid of needles and medical stuff. But then we're a lot not the same 'cause I can donate blood and get needles (with a lot of distraction and bribery), but he gets so scared he makes himself ridiculously sick and catatonic, basically. I went with him once to get an x-ray and I thought I was going to
have to carry him (an I had had a CT scan that morning).
I don't know how he's going to be today and I'm really worried. The surgery he's getting is not the 'put you under' kind, it's the local kind. And I don't know if he can be awake
and have someone poking around inside him.
I promised him I'd take care of him, but I have class. I can't skip a week and a half's worth of school to go down south with him. I wish I could, but it's not smart, especially because I'd be missing 2 Mondays (Monday is my big school day).
When he gets back though, we'll have our apartment!!
Ten twenty-four and still no Craig.
Ughhhh. I don't wan to have to drag him home. That's two bus transfers I'd have to bodily force him onto. He's not overly heavy is he's not fighting me, but I have silly weakling arms.
But I have a brilliant beyond brilliant plan. I rummaged through my breakfast and picked out all the marshmallows to tease him with. Lucky Charms have an unnatural power over him. MWA HA HA!
...I hope it works.
Ten twenty-eight. Time to stop writing and start looking sharp.