Japan · Life

These days…

Mamoru has gone to Tokyo.  He has been spending a lot of time there.  I wonder if he’s got a girlfriend.  Actually last weekend I thought he went for work but he went for this beach trip.  I don’t know.  He said he didn’t mention it because I didn’t ask, and I didn’t ask because I assumed it was for work.  Shrug.  Marriage.  He ran off this morning in casual clothes instead of a suit, and when I asked about it, he said he’d be spending time with former coworkers, and he’ll work tomorrow.  Whatever.

My surgery is in three days (since today is almost over).  I had an MRI this week.  Holy shit MRIs are really annoying.  It was my first one ever.  So you have to lie perfectly still on an uncomfortable plank and breathe in and out and sometimes hold it.  They raised me pretty close to the top of the machine about midway into it.  I don’t get claustrophobic, but I thought I might if the tech moved me any closer.  At one point he moved me a little deeper into the machine, and I thought I was gonna lose it.  Nonetheless, I survived my first MRI.

In other strange unrelated news, Demande messaged me out of the blue.  If you’re new here and don’t know who Demande is, I don’t have the energy to catch you up.  I’ll just say he’s a “sometimes friend”.  Apparently his girlfriend really is pregnant with only one baby though.  Okay so she’s really pregnant, but if that baby comes out Asian, I’ll eat my hat.  I still don’t think it’s his.  It makes me sick to think of how this whole scenario played out because I still believe she’s using it to entrap him and it’s especially insulting to those of us who have tried hard to have children and couldn’t even fathom using a pregnancy this way.  I still can’t believe she’s actually pregnant.

I guess that’s it.  I’m exhausted and in pain.  Be well.

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