Yesterday was just a huge drama-fest. So not what I needed while I was sick. D didn't call me all day, so I took that as a sign that he didn't want to help me out or even talk to me before he went to work last night. As I was still in super-dizzy sick mode, I still needed some things from the grocery store. Therefore, when E called to check on me around four, I agreed to let him go to the store for me. When he got here, he was putting stuff away in the kitchen and putting some food in the oven, his phone rang, it was the girl he went out with the previous night. The volume on his phone was up so high I could hear every word she said. When he came out of the kitchen, I had teared up a little. We got into a bit of an argument, finally through some convoluted process it came out that he was seeing someone else the whole time he was in Boston. Not just casually dating, but in a relationship. This girl thinks that they are going to get married someday. I was stunned. Still am a bit.

Then D and I got into a fight over the phone about why he never offered to come help me (apparently because "You didn't ask"). Right, whatever. I seriously almost told him to fuck off for good I was so pissed. Then he made some more sense, and is supposed to come over today...

Which is good. Because twenty minutes ago I threw my back out. I'm going to need help. Again. What is with this week? Seriously. I'm trying to be in good humor about it, but it is tough. I'm gonna go eat something and hobble to the couch.