Well I've gone out with this awesome girl about 3 times now. I love her to death...share the same musical, movie and even beer tastes, etc, intelligent, outgoing and one hell of a personality. Gorgeous if I might say so. I'm damn sure she likes me back.
Saw her today and was gonna take her out to the zoo and dinner. I was feeling pretty damn good. She wasn't. She'd been cramping up these past few weeks after her meals; she thought it was nothing; they apparently subsided after a while. I told her otherwise and drove her to the hospital. Spent 6 hours in the emergency room (what a fucking ironic title...but I digress) and finally saw a doctor. We found out what was causing all the cramps. She got diagnosed with goddamn Celiac Disease. Not only that, but she is severely predisposed to GI (gastro-intestinal) cancers. Doctor says it's pretty likely that she might develop some form down the road. As for now, she can't touch anything with gluten in it (for the rest of her life). No bread. No pasta. And she jokingly chortled no beer...I didn't laugh though I understood why she wanted to lighten up the situation. The gravity of it sets in. She's got a lot of courage considering what is happening...I half expected her to break down in tears; this is lifechanging. She didn't. And she gave me a hug and a kiss to the cheek that felt almost like forever. I ask for her parent's number, go outside and call them up. They were there in less than half an hour. Not exactly how I wanted to meet her parents eh? Mom was shocked, Dad was actually crying. I go out to the hallway and get some coffee/give them some privacy. Dad comes out and flat out hugs me followed by the most emotional "thank you. Without what ever you did we would never have known. You might have just saved our little girl." (Celiac disease isn't all that life threatening but again I digress). Parent's have to go home a few hours later. She's being kept overnight for observation and further testing. I would have left, but I chose not to leave her alone. After today's cruelty it's one of the few things I could do. It's 2 fucking am. She's sleeping right now. I fucking can't. Calling my workplace tomorrow and letting them know I won't be coming in. If they don't like it fuck em. Fuck my life.
What is a guy like me supposed to do now, BF2S?
Saw her today and was gonna take her out to the zoo and dinner. I was feeling pretty damn good. She wasn't. She'd been cramping up these past few weeks after her meals; she thought it was nothing; they apparently subsided after a while. I told her otherwise and drove her to the hospital. Spent 6 hours in the emergency room (what a fucking ironic title...but I digress) and finally saw a doctor. We found out what was causing all the cramps. She got diagnosed with goddamn Celiac Disease. Not only that, but she is severely predisposed to GI (gastro-intestinal) cancers. Doctor says it's pretty likely that she might develop some form down the road. As for now, she can't touch anything with gluten in it (for the rest of her life). No bread. No pasta. And she jokingly chortled no beer...I didn't laugh though I understood why she wanted to lighten up the situation. The gravity of it sets in. She's got a lot of courage considering what is happening...I half expected her to break down in tears; this is lifechanging. She didn't. And she gave me a hug and a kiss to the cheek that felt almost like forever. I ask for her parent's number, go outside and call them up. They were there in less than half an hour. Not exactly how I wanted to meet her parents eh? Mom was shocked, Dad was actually crying. I go out to the hallway and get some coffee/give them some privacy. Dad comes out and flat out hugs me followed by the most emotional "thank you. Without what ever you did we would never have known. You might have just saved our little girl." (Celiac disease isn't all that life threatening but again I digress). Parent's have to go home a few hours later. She's being kept overnight for observation and further testing. I would have left, but I chose not to leave her alone. After today's cruelty it's one of the few things I could do. It's 2 fucking am. She's sleeping right now. I fucking can't. Calling my workplace tomorrow and letting them know I won't be coming in. If they don't like it fuck em. Fuck my life.
What is a guy like me supposed to do now, BF2S?
