Mitch

My roommate this summer is Mitch. He’s a medical basketcase. Well, not really, but he’s definitely had more medical unhappiness than most. Type 1 diabetic at 6 months. Born with cataracts (removed). Multiple surgeries for glaucoma. A detached retina. Corneal ulcers. Cornea replacement surgery (he now has to use eyedrops every two hours for the rest of his waking life to avoid tissue rejection issues). So, it’s pretty unsurprising that ‘stoic’ is part of how I think of him. But not a stuffy kind of stoic. More “roll with the punches” than stoic, really. And he’s laid back and gregarious. It’s actually working out pretty well as a roommate situation.

I’m not sure if he took my stated expectation that he wouldn’t want to see Latter Days as a challenge or what, but he sat through it. And enjoyed it. He wasn’t even offended by the ‘blowjob for the straight guy’ scene. =)

When asked to provide a one word description of me, his choice was “fruity”. He then qualified this by saying “but not in a gay way”. Though today he laughed at the idea that his parents wouldn’t be able to tell I was a homo by talking with me. =) *shrug*

6 thoughts on “Mitch”

  1. eyedrops

    Does this mean he has to wake up every two hours to put eyedrops in? Oh man, that would suck. And not in the fruity gay way.

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