December 2, 2006

My husband is truly the nicest person I know. Not a mean bone in his body. We have had all of two major arguments in 31 years. He is the first one to help someone and always gives a second or third chance to someone who might have done him wrong. His major asset, besides being a terrific husband, father and grandfather, is that he accepts me for me and remains married to me. If you knew me really well you would  understand that even being on zoloft doesn't always allow me not to be NUTS sometimes.

This past Friday, he woke up and started his 45 minute exercise routine which he found he couldn't finish. I always "yell" out in the morning at 4:30am, did you sleep ok? Usually it's, "You snored too much" or "I slept fine." When I question the snore remark, he always says, "Once or twice and then all was right with the world."  Yesterday it was, "No I am not feeling well."  What's wrong etc etc and then it turned out he had the stomach flu that is going around.  I suggested he stay home from work. He has 250 sick days. No I will go in and I'll feel better. He left the house at 6am and arrived at work 25 miles away. At 7:10am he phoned to let me know he was on his way home. Another 25 miles. I thought to myself. "This was one of the stupidest things he has done in a long while."

He came home and began acting like a 3 year old child. He needed me to find his PJ's, make him tea, cover him and a variety of other favors. The highlight was that he needed his oil changed in his car and would I do it? Don't even ask where or when he had planned on this prior to getting ill. GRRRR The world has stopped because the man got sick. An eyelash off base would be catastrophic. Are all men like this? I wonder.

I had a ton of errands to do on Friday and go to a funeral. When I am under the weather I am one of these people who just wants to be alone. I will handle whatever I need and just let me sleep it off. I explained that I had these errands to run and the funeral to attend. He was disappointed that I wasn't able to stay home and watch him sleep. I thought that was comical. The oil change will be done tomorrow by me. We need him to get healthy.  We have a big month here. I am hoping for Monday. Hopefully he will be back at work and back on to his routine.  

Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail thru the changing ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?
... Stevie Nicks, c1975

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