This weekend Kevin and I were planning on having a nice evening to celebrate our anniversary. Every other year something has come up and we were never able to do anything together. Friday night I had a fever of 104 but I was determined that Kevin and I would still at least stay in and watch a movie and get take out Saturday night since Kevin's parents were keeping the girls.
Well, we ended up spending the night in the hospital. Sunday morning I was sent home with all kinds of medicine and breathing treatments for pneumonia. I'm not much of a complainer when it comes to my health, but I haven't felt this bad in a LONG time.
Can I just tell you how much I appreciate my husband? He stayed up all night with me. He went to pick up my prescriptions and let me stay home and sleep. He wakes up in the middle of the night to get me my medicine. He got me a special water bottle with a straw to get me to drink more. Today he took care of the girls, and went to the grocery store and got anything/everything he thought I might be hungry for. I've kind of been living on juice since Friday since I've been feeling so terrible.
So anyway, I'm dragging my aching, body and fluid-y lungs to bed. But I'm also going to bed next to the best husband I could have asked for. I'm feeling pretty blessed, extremely grateful, and well taken care of.
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