Our parents were supposed to meet today but I had the worst stomach pains yesterday and went to the hospital and got admitted over night. They did an ultrasound on the cysts I have to see if that was the cause but they didn't look worse so they said I'd get to go home today. Today rolls around and the doc tells me I have to stay today and maybe tomorrow as well. It's Sunday and so they aren't running any tests or anything until tomorrow which is a fucking pain in the ass because I would like to be spending the last couple days my Parents have here with them. I don't want to be here! They said I'm going to have to have surgery to have the cysts removed but will put me on the list as it doesn't require emergency attention.

His parents took the train into London and didn't even get to see my SO or meet my family, I'm partly relieved but at the same time my parents aren't going to be in the UK again anytime soon so their meeting isn't going to happen again until a very long time from now.

As an update from my last blog: The day before my parents got here I broke down and had the closest thing to a panic attack I've ever had. I had asked my SO to clean the mirrors and he said he didn't think it was a big deal, kinda was the last straw of everything that was building up. He asked why I was so upset over a mirror and I told him I had scrubbed and cleaned the entire week and he couldn't do one thing....and that it really had nothing to do with the mirror.

I told him I was feeling so unloved and we finally talked about what had happened a few months ago, He was still under the impression I had slept with someone when it wasn't more then some kissing. I went over everything that happened and he said after he really did feel better after talking about it. He had asked if I ever thought about a fresh start without him I told him no but was actually ready to pack and find a hotel if the convo had gone another way.

Since then he has been amazing, I think he was finally able to move past what happened, he had built it up so much in his head that I think realizing it wasn't so bad he was able to move on. But ya he has been great. He said he watched 'Friends with benefits' while I was away with my family and had some sort of revelation about only living once and that it has changed his out look on things.

He came to the hospital yesterday and came to visit today and left me his phone so I could use the internet. My parents last day here is tomorrow so I am hoping so much I can get out of this place, I've spent enough of my life in a hospital!

Hope that made sense, I've had a lot of codeine