Thanks for the kind words everyone. I would first like to say that I posted a rough draft and am thinking about turning it into a part of a short story (memoir) about my whole journey through the operation and whatnot. I would need to polish it a bit and all that, but the response to the acctual writing you guys gave me is encouraging.
Also, as to the other silver lining. Basicly it boils down to this. I met a girl on New Year's Eve and we became friends. Just friends though. And She has been my very best friend ever for the last four months.
But again, it was made clear that we were just to be friends.
But I was supposed to call her this weekend and when I was busy being rushed to the hospital in an ambulance. Silly me I forgot to give her a ring.
Monday afternoon her friend tracks me down in a moment of cell phone reception (as the girl in question is stuck at work) and tells me that she has been in a panic about what has happened to me.
Long story short...this girl, whom I have been in love with for months and is the best friend I have ever had, realized she had feelings for me and wants to start dating.
We were talking on the phone (after her 3 hour hospital visit ended) and I (for the millionth time) told her that some awesome advise I gave her was yet another reason for her to date me.
She replied simply, "You know, you have yet to ask me out on a date."
I was floored. "you've said time and time again that you just wanted to be friends. That you weren't looking for a relationship."
"Things have changed."
I will now admit that the next day when she came to visit that I had to confirm with her that it wasn't the drugs affecting me and that she had agreed to go out with me.
A very surreal moment.
But you know how I know I must have had some wicked bad Karma coming my way?
I get home Thursday night and take the longest shower known to man. Or about the average length of a shower for women (hehe). I jump out happy as a redneck at chilli cook-off and what do I see. A cold sore poking out of the top center of my upper lip.
Now I have to postpone the date till the dreaded fever blister goes away. I must be putting Abreva on this thing by the metric ton.
And a real dillema. We have been inseperable for months now. We go out all thime and do just about everything. How can I take her out and make sure the date feels like a real date, and not just another night of being buddies?
Grrr....
And PS: A friend was telling me today that I was probably cold in the ambulance cause they gave me Morphine and that it can make you very cold.
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Dr. Nancy Marquez
Austin Bariatric Clinic
Post-Op as of 11/14/05
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