I can't help but think about my sweet husband and how kind and loving and how much he cares about me and my well being. After a 5 day migraine this last week (those are the worst!!!), today was the first day I was pain free, hallelujah! It was going like any regular Saturday at our house, my husband and our little boy were preparing a car for a pine wood derby race tonight at our church. My son was so excited! About an hour before the event, I walked downstairs and slipped on the wooden steps, only to find myself falling the entire way down. I found myself in one piece at the bottom of the stairs (can't say the same for the pp&j sandwhich I was carrying) sitting, my husband had seen the whole ordeal and rushed to my side immediately. I started to cry (though I tried so hard not to), he offered me a chair to sit on, but my backside and arm were hurting so much, I wanted to lay down. So he helped me over to the couch and quickly ran and got ice for my arm that had an immediate goose egg and bruise forming, and for my butt which felt like someone had hit it with a baseball bat. I cried a little more and profusely apologized for ruining the sandwhich and for possibly ruining their night of derby races.
My husband who spent all day making this awesome car for he and our son, stopped what he was doing and stayed by my side to help me as we made sure all my bones and joints were working, and trying to figure out if I had broken my arm or not. My sweet neighbors took our Son with them to the race so he could still go, and watched him all evening so my husband could stay home with me.
We decided to head over to an urgent care to get an X-ray of my arm just to be safe because the pain wasnt going away. So he gently helped me into my coat, carried my purse, helped me into the car, being so kind and being careful. He let me lean against him while we waited in the waiting room (sitting is mighty painful on my right side at the moment), and helped distract me with movies on his MP3 player. I got about 5 X-rays of my arm and hip, and thankfully no broken bones. I was so grateful at that moment that he has a good job with good health insurance, just another big way he takes care of me and our son. So we headed home, he helped me into bed with more ice, and sweetly put our son to bed, then came and watched a show with me till he fell asleep. That is my husband, my best friend who would drop whatever he is doing, no matter how important, to help me when I need it. That is always how he has been since we started dating over 12 years ago. I know I could have driven myself and gone alone to get xrays, but I also know I that he would want to come with me, and truthfully I wanted him there for the support I needed, I needed my husband. I still feel bad for ruining the evening, and also hope my son wasn't too disappointed. But I'm so grateful to be married to such a wonderful and caring man. I love him more than words can express. Thank you Honey for being you!
