So Jas left today. I took the day off and we both overslept til 1230pm. I panicked but more than made my appt at the hospital for pre-op tests and counseling.
Bless his heart, Jason stuck around long enough to help me finish painting the living room. He'd hoped to hit the road around 1 or 2 pm, but he ended up leaving around 7pm.
The parting was painful on my part-- perhaps on both of our parts.
I don't want to go through this without him. But I have to. Again, I don't want to talk about it right now.