Can't stop thinking about my dinner with John last night. I keep tossing the events around in my head and they leave me unsettled.
I enjoyed the movie and the meal. I am so tickled with my birthday gifts, because they were so obviously, thoughtfully chosen with me in mind.
But John's so obviously ill! Tenacious cough and shortness of breath. Complete lack of patience in others. He kept worrying and whining about the crowds he anticipated us encountering downtown yesterday (Black Friday). But there were no crowds in the neighborhood we were in -- after all, the only businesses around there are a multiplex movie theater, a bowling alley, a Walgreen's and some high-end restaurants ... hardly the places that offered "door buster" Black Friday deals. He walked so slowly and had trouble with stairs.
He is 55 years old and suffers from congenital heart failure, yet he refuses to get a pacemaker, or even a flu shot! (Both of which were recommended by his doctors.) While he has cut way back on his drinking, and I saw him finish the mixed vegetable side he had with dinner last night, he doesn't exercise as he knows he should.
He does keep his regular doctor appointment -- he has one this Friday -- but what good are they if they don't act on his doctors' advice.
I have known John for 30 years. During that time we have seen each other through so much: burying family members, falling in love and having our hearts broken, movies and concerts and parties.
I don't want to lose him! And I don't know why he's choosing to not get better!
I feel so helpless.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
nothing worries us more then seeing the ones we love just avoid taking care of themselves. don't you just want to shake him and say...what the h... are you doing! i will pray for God to open his eyes to the love you have for him..and make him want to take better care of himself.
ReplyDeletejust keep letting him know he is important to you, which i know you have and will do.
Hmmmm...sounds troublesome. I know how much this must upset you. Sorry to hear that he is not doing well. He's lucky to have you as his friend. You will find the perfect thing to say to him.
ReplyDeleteBecause that is what you do.