i am a terrible person.

so i met this boy today,
couldn't have been much older or younger than me. probably the same age even.
the conversation went like this
Me: "Oh what did you do to your leg?"
Him: "I had two strokes"
Me: "Oh.. wow. That's scary"
Him: "Like.. 6 years ago"
Me: "Ohmygod.. that's scary..."
when i look back on this, even though it was simply just 2 hours ago,
i'm thinking, how could i be so inconsiderate?
what is wrong with me?
obviously i should know how to speak to people about this type of stuff,
i even had a training session!
how could i even say "do" as if it were his fault?
also, how could i bring up the subject in a manner that was just so matter-of-fact?
i obviously knew it was something more than "i broke my leg" but part of me naively thought it would be along those lines.
the rest of the escalator ride down was more awkward than you could imagine.
i hate that i had to be that type of person- the one who looks away awkwardly when you tell them something tragic.
i'm a terrible conversationalist. but that's not really a good excuse i guess.
i wish very much that i could go back and redo that.
i'd hope that you would read this, which i doubt you will- you don't seem like a blogging type of guy.
but then again, i didn't think you'd have almost died when you were only maybe 10 years old.
sorry for being so inconsiderate.
you seem like a cool person... and i hope i'll meet you again someday.
i tagged this post 'friends', i'm not sure why, and you know, now, i sort of get why doctors want to become doctors, and all those other professions that help people.
it's cheesy, but i feel like i'm going to be doing everything differently now.
or maybe it's because i woke up so early this morning.

wow, volunteering really gets into me.