Wednesday, May 03, 2023

Feeling better about it

I spoke to my oldest friend yesterday! An actual conversation. You know, where I say something and then she responds and we react to one another in real time. I found tremendous comfort in this.

The hospital cancelled her surgery at the last minute and at that point, hadn't rescheduled it yet. So naturally she was upset. She's also clashing with her son again. I hope I was able to give her some respite from stress and unhappiness.

While I'm not glad this happened to her, I am grateful for two things:

1) We reconnected in a way that seemed real to me. I'm no longer as worried about her mental state. I felt so helpless before and now I'm way less concerned.

2) This may help remind her why Hesperia is where she 100% didn't want to live before she began this very fledgling relationship (one month) with Robert. She can't get the quality, dependable medical care she needs in that town. Robert has a truck. If he loves her, and he can drive the 45 minutes to see her. And if he loves her, he'll want her to move.

We'll see. At least now I know what's going on, and I feel like I have my friend back.

It's funny. Once I spoke to her, I made plans to see Elaine for lunch downtown. It's like a weight was lifted, and I can move on.

4 comments:

  1. This is a relief. Sorry her procedure was postponed, though.

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  2. I am glad you had a good conversation with your friend. I think I may have mentioned that I have/had relatives who lived (may still live) in Hesperia. It is not somewhere for friend should grow old. She needs to move. Health care is only one big reason. Just sayin'. I hope your week is going OK.

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  3. I'm glad you were able to connect and feel a bit better about everything.

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  4. I hope her procedure is nothing serious. And I'm glad you were able to connect in a meaningful way.

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