The Worst Usually Brings Out the Best... Husband

So I am still home, recuperating from my asthma and headache and fever. It's been 3 days now. But yesterday was the worst day. You see, when I get sick, I noticed that during the duration of my illness, there is a period when I feel very sick, I hit the lowest. This time, it was last night. It was a horrible feeling, both physically and emotionally. I thought I was gonna die! I am just thankful that I have a very loving husband who took care of me despite the fact that he was tired and had to be home late because he had to work overtime. He did not get mad when I could not decide where to sleep. He allowed me to just *watch* TV because it steers my mind away from what I am feeling. He even tolerated my request to turn on the lights at one of the rooms though I asked him to just slightly open the door. I had a hard time sleeping. But I woke up early and found him checking on me.

I feel much better now, compared to yesterday. I have been taking meds (which, I think, mostly are downers) and have been eating more fruits than I have consumed in the past weeks. I have also been drinking water like crazy though it's not a new thing. And here is my big THANK YOU to my husband, Wesley, for taking good care of me. I know that this is not going to be the last but I pray that you will not get tired of looking after me, especially when I am incapable of taking care of myself. I am not only blessed to have you, I also consider myself sooo lucky! I love you!

And there goes another mushy post from me. :D