Insanity

Woke up in the morning feeling like P Diddy.. LOL jk. More like woke up with a fuckingg hangover, ughh. I feel a little shitty but I wanted to update a little before I forget everything it is I wanted to say.

Within the last week, I found myself sitting back at Eric's house. Funny how we're not together anymore yet it feels like we still are. Maybe it's because when we was together, I was living with him and we had no space. It was constant suffocation. And now it's like damn, I can't have you to myself anymore so let me take advantage of the time I have with you.

Speaking of which, I think it was that Sunday where I came over to see the little one. She's getting so much bigger by the day that it's crazy. And I think we returned her to her grandma on tuesday morning, and that's where he got sick. He puked everything he ate the whole next day. And I was starting to get really worried. That ain't normal, especially when you didn't have anything in your stomach. So when it hit 1am, I called the ambulance and took him to the ER. I never assisted anyone to the hospital before, and it was a lil ironic that it was my ex-boyfriend. The nurses at that hospital.. are piece of shits. Someone is fuckingg sick and all they wanted to talk about was what type of insurance he had. Seriously, where's the sympathy?? But yeh, we was there for 5 hours and they had to take his blood TWICE (4 tubes total) and gave him an IV (2 liters). Shit was crazy..

We had a talk about me moving to Cali and coming back to visit. And it got me a lil sad when he told me he needed a nurse since he plans on some surgery in the upcoming month, and by that time I'll be gone.. But he asked me a couple questions, that made me realize that I still wanted him in my life, him and the baby. "Do you think we'll still be friends when you leave?" and I answered YES.

I don't know it was just a sad moment :/