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Saturday, January 1, 2011

Jan 1

Today is unusual.  It’s the first day of the rest of my life.  Okay, it’s only the first day of 2011.  And I had high hopes for today, I really did.  I had hopes of actually accomplishing something, but am I??  Nope.  My husband is sick.  Like laying on the couch and throwing up every 4 hours.  Now there is nothing left.  I have a weak stomach, VERY weak.  So if I’m in the room with him, even if he’s not throwing up, I have an upset stomach.  Just thinking about him being sick gives me an upset stomach. 
This fact irritates me, on many levels.  First, I’m so sappy in love with this guy that I get sick when he does, really?  This is pathetic, when did I turn into that girl??  Oh yeah, the first time he touched me, in a dark movie theatre watching “The Proposal”.  Anyway, that’s another post all together.  Second, how non-independent am I that I can’t even have my own stomach feelings.  This is ludicrous (Isn’t there a rap star by that name, but he spells it differently, which is why I had to spell check the word in the first place).  And last, but certainly not least, he is the go get ‘em in our relationship.  The one that gets me on my feel to actually accomplish something on a day off, like getting in the shower, or paying bills, or doing laundry.  Without his oomph I don’t self-motivate well.  So I’m spending the day in front of the TV with the laptop.  And I’m enjoying every single minute, and also feeling guilty.
These are the joys of newlywed life.  I hope he doesn’t get sick often.  In the year in a half we’ve been reacquainted (we graduated high school together, a VERY small high school), he’s NEVER been sick.  Shouldn’t he be finished with the throwing up part of being sick by now?  Shouldn’t he be able to sleep?  This is ridiculous.  Now I’m getting worried.  Okay, must stop.  You don’t know, but I can be very overly melodramatic.  So if I let myself go, he will be dying in the next 30 seconds of some rare disease nobody’s ever heard of.
So please send prayer and any suggestions you may have to make my husband feel better, so that my stomach will CHILL.
Thanks,
My husband’s beloved wife!

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