We joined the mile high club, during the flight. The sex was amazing, but I don't get the whole fuzz of doing it in the airplane. Those toilet stalls are very tiny. And I know everyone on that plane knows what we did.
Our day in Bangkok was nice. We spend the day relaxing together. We drove around on a scooter together and spend the rest of the day in the hotel room. It was over before I knew it.
On Thursday I had a long talk with Jake. Just the two of us, no Sarah, no Fabio. It was emotional, but it helped. I really need to cut out all the stress, but I can't just stop with my job and go home or anything. But I can take more breaks and rest in between meetings and sessions and stuff.
So that's what I tried this whole weekend. I haven't been inside Fabio's pitbox all weekend and I watched the races in the unit. I didn't really like it, I felt like I didn't support Fabio enough. His race was terrible, he only finished 17th.
But for my body it was a bit better, it's not aching all the time and there are moments I don't have a headache. So that's good.
Fabio took it hard though. He isn't really okay. He deleted all his social media from his phone and looks really sad, like all the time.
He insisted on coming with me to the Netherlands and that's where we are. I told him, I'd manage on my own. But he didn't want to be a shitty boyfriend too. He said those exact words.
I want to cheer him up, I want to make him feel better, but he turns down all my suggestions and ideas. I wanted to go golfing with him while we're here, but he didn't. I wanted to go running together, but according to Fabio, I don't run fast enough. And I initiated sex a few times, but he turned it down.
I'm failing as his girlfriend and he's shutting me out again. I don't know if he's doing it on purpose or if he simply doesn't know better. So I called his dad. I didn't want to call Tom, because he's spending time with Math. And I didn't want to call Jake, because he should spend time with Sarah.
His dad will be here after my hospital visit, he's arriving at the airport of Groningen. I told him, we'll be at the airport to pick him up.
I'm really nervous and a little scared his mother will come as well. I cleaned my whole house and changed the sheets in the guestroom, so he or they can stay there.
Fabio thinks I'm nervous for my hospital visit, but I couldn't care less at the moment. All I care about is Fabio right now.
The waiting area is surprisingly empty. And I'm called in, in no time. Fabio joins. And after the ultrasounds and tests, the doctor concludes they can do the procedure right away.
"As in right now?", I ask a little surprised. Fabio even smiles a bit, hearing this. That's a first since Thailand.
"Yes, it will take an hour and you'll probably have to stay here for a few hours or one night", the doctor explains.
"Can't I come back tomorrow or something? I need to be somewhere after this", I tell her. I promised Fabio's dad.
"Julie, you don't have to be anywhere. You're just nervous", Fabio speaks up. He barely said three words in one go, the last few days.
"I'm not nervous for this. I'll stay here, if you go to the airport for me. I promised we'd pick someone up from there. I'll call when I can go home"
Fabio looks confused at me.
"Please? You can't do anything here anyway. I'll promise I'll call you when I can come home", I almost plead. He nods, standing up.
"Good luck", he says, before kissing me on the cheek and walking out.
"Didn't you want your husband to be here for support, miss?", the doctor asks a bit surprised.
I blush at her question. "We aren't married. He's my boyfriend. We were supposed to pick up his father from the airport now. It's a bit of a surprise for him", I try to explain.
"But this is a big deal, right? Finding out if your eggs are good enough to have kids?", she presses. "He must want to be part of this"
"This is just something for the future. We don't know if we want kids", I explain. I like the other doctor better. "Maybe we can start?", I ask, trying not to sound rude.
She nods, calling someone in.
It's a nurse, she takes me to the right room and gives me a gown to wear. She's set and to the point. She doesn't ask questions and I'm grateful for that.
After changing they give me a light sedation to go to sleep right away. I am already in the right room, or they transfer me after I'm out. I don't know and I don't ask, I'm glad this all goes fast and in one go. I'm not on a bed, but it's not a treatment table either. It's somewhere in between. After a few minutes I can feel my eyes getting heavy and that's all I know..
"Miss", I hear a voice, "miss? Are you awake?", they ask again and I instantly know where I am, but this time I'm actually in a bed. My belly hurts a bit, it's almost like a heavy period.
"Yes.. yes, I am", I groan a little.
"The doctor asked me to tell you that everything went okay. They got enough eggs and they are freezing them now. It looks good", the nurse tells me, as soon as I open my eyes. I know I have to smile and be relieved, but I can't say that I am. I smile though.
"If you feel okay, you can go home", she continues.
I nod at all the information and search for my phone on the table. I bring it back to life, immediately seeing a text message from Fabio.
*I don't know why Papa is here, but thank you. We are getting dinner now. Did everything go okay?*
The message is from 20 minutes ago. I want him to enjoy his dinner and talk to his dad, so I quickly call a taxi to pick me up. I sent a text back and change back in my own clothes.
*I'm glad. Everything went fine. A taxi is called, so I'll be home in about an hour. Enjoy your dinner, I'll see you when you get back*
After signing out, I walk towards the oncology ward. The taxi will be here in 15 minutes, so I want to see if Yara is working.
Walking in I bump into a nurse immediately.
"Hi. I wanted to know if Yara is working?", I ask her.
She nods, "yeah, she's with a patient. Do I need to get her?"
I smile, nodding "if it's possible. Just for a few seconds"
The nurse walks into a room and after a few minutes, Yara walks out.
"Julie? What are you doing here? Are you alright?", Yara asks as soon as she sees me.
"Hi. I wanted to quickly say hi. How are you?", I hug her quickly.
She nods, "yeah, busy as always", she looks around and her pager goes off.
"Do you have time for coffee this week?", I ask her quickly.
"I'll text you", she says, nodding. Before walking off again.
I make my way out of the hospital and get in the taxi as soon as it's there. I take my earphones and listen to some music, relaxing a little. I can't completely relax because I keep thinking about Fabio. About how he's doing, how he's feeling. I really hope bringing his dad here helps him.
And I'm nervous of seeing him. I mean I was pretty nervous to call him in the first place. I know he was nice to me and he said nice things to Fabio about me. But I feel like failing for not being able to cheer up my boyfriend. And I can't help but fear that this makes his father doubt our relationship again.
So yeah. And maybe Fabio is doubting me.. us.. I mean his girlfriend must be able to cheer him up right? What if he doesn't win the championship? How do I cheer him up then?
With all these things on my mind, I'm home before I realise it.
It's dark and empty, so they're still at dinner. It's only 7.30 now, so that's not all that weird.
I take a quick shower, before making sure I have clean towels ready in the bathroom and in the guestroom for Fabio and his father.
As soon as I lay down, I'm out. I guess I didn't realise how tired I was.
"Julie.. Julie.. hey Julie..", I hear my name a couple times before I open my eyes.
"Hey", I mumble when I see Fabio sitting on the bed.
"How did it go?", he asks, stroking some hairs out of my eyes. That's the most physical contact we've had in days. We didn't even cuddle while falling asleep these last few days.
Luckily the season is almost over, then we finally can relax.
Well I don't know what that looks like, winter break for Fabio. But I hope it will be more relaxing than the last few weeks. For his sake and mine.
I nod, "it went. They told me they have enough eggs and they look good. So yeah"
He nods as well. "I'm glad. What now?"
"Nothing", I shrug, "they freeze them until I want to do something with them"
"How's your dad?", I ask, changing the subject.
"He's good. We talked a lot and it helps. He's making me see things from another perspective and that's good", he smiles. "He's in the guestroom, that's okay right?", he asks, a little unsure.
I nod, "yeah, I cleaned it. Changed the bed and put clean towels in it. I'll go get some breakfast for you guys tomorrow. I saw the fridge is empty", I smile slightly. I don't feel like doing anything tomorrow, but I want to be a good host for his father.
"We wanted to go golfing and karting tomorrow, so we'll be out for breakfast anyway", Fabio informs me. I feel a pang of jealousy hit me and I know that sounds stupid. It's just that I suggested the golfing thing and with me he didn't want to do that.
"Okay. I'll go get something anyways, just in case your dad wants to eat something. Do you mind if I try to get some more sleep?", I ask softly. It all makes me tired. Really tired.
"No. I'll take a shower and come to bed as well", he kisses my forehead before walking out again.
I'm not well rested when I wake up again. I think I was tossing a lot, because I wake up in a tight grip from Fabio. He's still asleep and I slowly get out of it.
My body aches and it feels like I've been in a car crash or something. I dress myself slowly and am careful not to wake Fabio. It's just 7, but I know one of the grocery stores opens at 7, so I'm just getting everything and then I'm off to bed again when Fabio and his dad leave for the day.
It's just a short drive and I get breakfast, and some things for the rest of the week. I know Fabio still needs to eat healthy, but I also get some croissants and some juice and stuff for his dad.
With two heavy bags, I walk back into the house. It's still quiet and I set the table for breakfast while putting everything else away.
After finishing I make my way back upstairs and get back in next to Fabio.
He groans a little and out of reflex he pulls me close. But he quickly let's go again.
"You're cold"
"Yeah, go back to sleep. It's still early", I say, smiling at his cuteness.
He groans again, pulling me back against him, keeping his eyes closed. "I'll warm you up though", he says, cuddling up to me as close as possible. His warm legs and arms wrap themselves around me and he sighs contently.
There's no place I'd rather be right now..