The one thing that I love about real friends is that they always tell you how it is even when it is going to hurt. In the past 24 hours, two friends with very different experiences of me have both field checked me.
First Joe was pretty blunt in addressing my reaction to the doctor wanting to burn out my uterus. He very plainly explained that my fears about completely closing the door to the idea of risking another pregnancy, stating that any guy who really loved me would be able to look past my broken girlie bits....and he was completely right. (I'm still not going to rush into anything irreversible without a. a second opinion or b. insurance to pay for it.) I can't fault his logic as he said everything I would have to any of my friends if they were in the same situation, but I guess I just needed to hear it from him.
Then today Hooch helped put in perspective another situation that has been bothering me lately. Okay so maybe I got off the phone crying and then stayed in my bedroom bawling like a 5 year old for the rest of the night doubting my value as a person in the lives of those I love. Maybe I ended up with bruised feelings in a overly tender heart, but having drowned my sorrows in a butterscotch milkshake I'm feeling reasonably optimistic that I'll have a better grasp on life very soon.
Love you both, but bartender keep it coming.
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