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08:01 Nov 29 2016
Times Read: 512




Today (Monday. It's after midnight now, so it's technically now Tuesday) I saw a favorite teacher who was off this semester for a sabbatical. He was supposed to be going to visit Ireland. Recently, people have been saying he retired. I got a little sad and teared up a few weeks ago, when I thought I might never see him again, but I realize that not everyone who comes into your life is meant to stay. So today, I was excited to see him. He was carrying boxes of books out of his office and leaving them in the student lounge for students to take for free.



I asked him how he liked Ireland. He said he didn't go. I asked him what happened, and he said, "Health problems." I said that I was sorry about that, and that I recently discovered I have a problem with my health, and that I was sorry he missed going on his trip. He said, "Oh well, there's always next year. Depending on how it works out."



I offered, if he wanted to keep in touch, that he could look me up on facebook. He said he hadn't been on his facebook in months. He then said that he wouldn't be reconnecting with anyone until he saw how things went. That he had to take care of himself. I looked at him and realized that he hadn't been his usual jovial self. He was subdued. He looked scared. I hugged him and thanked him for everything. He said he might come back to teach, again, depending on how things went. I said it was good to see him, and I hoped things went well for him. He nodded and I went to the bathroom before I went to catch the bus, and he turned to go back down the hall, probably to get more books to bring to the student lounge.



I was already teared up. I started actively crying on the bus. All I could think was "This might be the last time I see him." And following closely on the heels of that thought was another: Cancer. Both my parents died of it, so it was uppermost in my mind. I also wondered if it was his heart. He didn't say. He just, again, looked scared.



Surgery, cancer, whatever it is, I hope he makes it through it okay. Even if I still never see him again, I hate the thought of the world losing him.



Damn it. Now I'm crying again. This hit me hard.

02:51 Nov 15 2016
Times Read: 560

The Doctor found something is wrong. I need to go to the office for a followup visit. I can't schedule it because in the meantime, the transition from my bank being bought out has left me with no money at the moment, and I have too many things at school coming due. I will call the doctor sometime this week and see about making an appointment in a few weeks. At least it isn't something worse. I was worried about that.

04:43 Nov 08 2016
Times Read: 577

I went to the emergency room Thursday. I had an appointment with a doctor today. I have not had a regular doctor for many years. They took my blood to run some tests. I am glad my problem seems to not be serious, but that doesn't mean something else is not wrong.