Alright, alright. Life has been a bit of a whirlwind for the last little while, which is why you haven’t heard too much out of me lately. I wanted to do a separate post for everything that’s been going on, but I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to get you guys caught up. So, I figure I’ll just give it to you all at once.
You can take it, right?
- Status Update on the Kid: I thought we were dunzo. After all, it had been, what, a week? Two? Incommunicado. But in one online conversation, he blurted out, “I don’t mean to neglect you like this, you know.” Choosing my words carefully, I asked him what he meant by that. He explained that he’d been feeling kind of withdrawn lately, and he explained that it had nothing to do with me and everything to do with his own mental space. Alright, I could understand that. I’ve been there before. I can be broody too, you know? So I asked him if I was going to see him again. He replied in the affirmative, and we made plans to hang out this past week. In fact, since the ‘rents are out of town, I’ve got free reign to do as I please (and whomever I please), so I took him up on it. He admitted to having a tendency to jump into relationships, then freak out once he found himself in said relationship. I wasn’t sure why he was telling me that, considering the fact that I hadn’t even bothered to push for a relationship. In fact, I had been ready to accepting the premature death of a potential relationship. But we didn’t really get into the subject, as we busied ourselves with dinner and a DVD. I don’t think I’ve mentioned it, but the Kid is a Cuddler. I don’t mind being affectionate, primarily behind closed doors, but sometimes it can be slightly uncomfortable, sitting there with a guy’s arm propped up behind your head, your sweaty palm entwined with his sweaty palm… And his couch (which isn’t one of those omg-I-just-want-to-curl-up-and-fall-asleep-on-this couches, but more of those, I’m-proper-and-sitting-straight couches, really isn’t one of the most comfortable places to cuddle up in. Maybe I’m less of a cuddler than I thought. Who knows. All I know is this: I’m beginning to seriously question our sexual compatibility (more on that in a later post).
- Summary of my trip to the Gyno: My trip to the gyno was for the standard Pap Smear, STD testing, and a birth control prescription. Since it’d been a while since my last complete physical, she decided to do a fully work up on me — blood and all. I had requested a pregnancy test, and they determined that no, I wasn’t preggo (thank God), but yes, I did have a small bit of blood in my urine. I was informed that it’s likely that I have a small urinary tract infection. Lovely. This is not news to me, as I’ve had UTIs before, usually after having sex. I’m not sure why, but that seems to be the most frequent trigger. They prescribed me some antibiotics along with my NuvaRing, and I chatted more to my gyno. She was recommended by a friend of mine, so I had to go through my whole history with her. When she discovered that my cycle was highly irregular (I mean, c’mon, I’ve had my period twice in the last two years), she asked me a couple more questions before asking if I had ever been tested for PCOS. Poly-who what?! Polycystic ovary syndrome. It means I might have cysts on my ovaries. Fan-fucking-tastic. I hear it might not be that big of a deal, but I haven’t had much of a chance to really read up on it yet, and she hasn’t confirmed whether or not I really have PCOS yet. I’ll find out when I go back to hear my results on October 3rd. I’ll definitely keep you informed on my STI-or-STD check and the PCOS thing. Needless to say, I’m not exactly thrilled.
- Status Update on the Saint: He’s finally starting to settle into some of the life changes going on with him, and I’m finally starting to see him as just a good friend. I still email him at least once a week, just to give him an update on my life. Thankfully, he finds it interesting rather than annoying. But due to his busy schedule, he doesn’t usually get back to me on what’s going on with him until the weekend. I’m very disappointed to see this potential forever man drift more into the background.
- Status Update on the Rebel: OMG. The Rebel needs to have his own post. A bulletpoint really can’t do this story justice. Remember when I told you he called and interrupted a little sumptin’ sumptin’? Well, now he’s gone ahead and interrupted my whole life. My mistake was thinking that giving him an impromptu call would be harmless. And while one can argue that it ultimately was fairly harmless, the truth is, our conversation has been on my mind all week long. That’s how BIG it was. And that’s why it needs it’s own post.
Until next time,
-A.
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