Life had been rough for the first 2 weeks after I learned that Vince had cheated. All of my family and friends were checking in on me despite my protests of being a little hurt but fine. Of course my brother being my brother - he knew I was having a harder time than I was letting on; he knows me better than I know myself. When I wasn’t working, I’d hang with him at the restaurant or at the house with him and his family……we didn’t always talk about how shit went down nor much about Vince but he knows that we, clearly, knew Vince for just over half of our lives. My SIL wanted to be there for me and support me but it was a little awkward because she never met Vince but we did enjoy girl time and gossip. She did, however, say that I’m one step closer to leaving all the frogs and toads behind. We chuckled and took our shots of tequila.
Thankfully, no one at work knew about the relationship and no one has said anything about my slightly less than cheerful attitude. A few of us have gotten together after work on a Friday at one of their houses (about 45 minutes from where I live - a hotel was 1/4 mile down the road so I stayed there and Über’d back and forth). It was fun to relax and have fun together. Unfortunately, my coworkers were frustrated with me a little bit as I didn’t open up as much as they have within the group that night; I think it’s perfectly fine to have drinks/dinner with coworkers but I don’t cross the line of sharing much of my personal life with my coworkers. I didn’t care that they were frustrated - I like to have boundaries with whom I’m working with.
About 4 weeks ago, C texted me at the ass crack of dawn to talk….. I didn’t get that text or several others he sent as my phone is set up to “Do Not Disturb” during certain hours. When I woke up, I read the texts and responded with asking him if he was drunk, high or both. He was mad at my question and he said that he missed me but I responded with that any text from a man after 9:30/9:45 pm is essentially a booty call and that I didn’t appreciate it. He apologizes and I forgave him. I told him that I was running very late for work and that if I had the time, I’d text him later that day or the following day. He said that he understood and wished me safe travels.
We chatted just a little bit the first 2 weeks as we weren't sure where we stood with the other but it's gotten better over the last 2 weeks. He's been sharing stuff with me again and I with him. It feels good to reconnect for the umpteenth time - not going to put too much into it as there's usually a small fallout that leads us to not talk to each other for a while. It isn't because suddenly hate the other but I think some frustration in our own private lives.
He's been great as I'd been getting my results of my most recent blood work; finally received the information today. My white blood cell count is off (can't remember if it's low or high) and there's something that's related to the wonky white cell count....it's caused by several things: vitamin B12 deficiency, corticosteroid medications, obesity, genetic illnesses, and infections. I was told by the nurse that the next time I schedule an appointment with my usual doctor, they'll want to discuss it with me and having my blood work redone. The nurse said that I've experienced this in the past - although I don't remember! - and when they drew my blood for follow up blood work, there weren't any weirdnesses with my white blood cell count as it "magically" disappear.
