An ex turns out to be a true friend.

Another day, another story. Yesterday I received an email from my ex asking for a favor. He wanted me to pick him up from the hospital today because they had to do a biopsy on his muscle. I agreed to do it because I still consider him a friend and friends do that for each other. He once was my best friend. Anyway, so I was called into the operating room where they were just finishing up sewing up his arm. The nurse proceeded to tell me that an artery was hit so there had been a lot of bleeding. That scared me a bit because if he starts bleeding internally he could get blood clots... and if you know me, you will know why I don't like blood clots. So, here I was sitting in this room seeing him laying on the table and the nurses telling me everything that I needed to do for him, but they didn't realize that I was just a friend picking up a friend. I was not his girlfriend or wife there to take care of him. It was hard not to take on that care taking side of me, but I held back as that is not my roll anymore. After everything was done, I drove him home and it felt like nothing ever changed. It was like we just picked up where we left off. It wasn't weird or awkward at all. I guess that is a good sign. I guess that means that we are going to be okay as friends. I didn't realize until today how much I missed our friendship. I don't wish to date him again, but I do wish to remain his friend because like I said before, we were best friends. I hope this opens up a new communication for us and maybe will allow us to hang out every once in a while. I haven't really ever been friends with an ex (high school doesn't count) so I am not sure if it is even possible. Hopefully one day.

Until next time... hopefully a cheery self will rise.