Posted on June 12, 2008


i was scheduled for kidney surgery.  my “person” was supposed to bring me to the hospital, hold my hand until i was conked out and then, of course, be there when i awoke.  instead, he picked a fight with me in the parking lot and walked (over a mile) home.  so i cried until i was conked out, had my surgery and woke up alone and scared.

two days after the surgery, he called to apologize.  i took him back.

all the signs.  i know.  i know.

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