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Yesterday's outing was possibly the single most ill-advised trip I ever took. It turned out that my friend was in Milan because he's been having health problems and needed a specialistic medical visit. I was very sorry to hear it and I do hope they find what's wrong with him - apparently he's got something so rare that the doctors he's seen so far couldn't even tell him what it was.
I understand that he wasn't in a good place and wanted to hang out with someone to take his mind off things, but then he started describing his problem in detail and he told me about the doctors he's seen so far, and right after my medical visit I really, really wasn't the best person to listen and be supportive. Basically I just let him talk all afternoon because the only thing I could think of is that if I was in his place I'd be so fucking scared, which isn't really the most comforting thing ever.