Saturday, January 18, 2014
My streak of being on track ended on Monday. My husband had been feeling ill since early Sunday morning, and he refused to go to the hospital. I was so worried about him and I couldn't even think of working out. To see him in such pain scared me, to be honest. He was literally shaking from the pain, but it wasn't until Wednesday that I was finally able to talk him into letting me take him to the emergency room. I actually had to threaten to call an ambulance first! I just thank God that he finally agreed to go to the hospital, because it turned out that he had a ruptured appendix. When I think of the possibility of losing him, it makes me feel so cold inside.
I remember when I first met him, back in 1996. He was not my type at all! I'd always been attracted to dark haired guys with a "big ole teddy bear" build, if you know what I mean. As a matter of fact, when I met him I was just ending a casual dating relationship with his best friend, who was a big ole teddy bear!
I don't believe in love at first sight, but the first time I saw Dave, I came as close to that as possible. He was kind of short (only five foot seven), with blonde hair, blue eyes, tattoos, and a goatee and mustache. He'd just gotten off from work (framing houses) and will still in his work clothes...faded jeans, work boots and a sweatshirt. We talked and found that we both liked books by Stephen King. At that time, Stephen King had written The Green Mile, and it was being put out in 6 short books as a series. Dave wanted to read them and I told him that he could borrow each of mine as I finished reading them. I loaned him volumes 1 & 2, and told him he could have the 3rd installment when I was finished. A few days later, he came by to see if I was done with volume 3. I was...but I told him I wasn't, just so he'd have to come back another time!
One of the things that made me fall in love with Dave was that he was young (10 years younger than me) and strong. It made me feel safe. But now, he's in the hospital and he's so weak! It hurts me and scares me to see him this way. I know he'll get better, but right now its making me feel so sad. I have to help him walk up and down the halls. He looks so frail to me right now when he's lying in that hospital bed! The pain medication makes him confused. Its almost like he's a different person. I know its going to take a while for him to get back to normal. He's always been there for me so now I'm going to be there for him. I guess its my turn to be the strong one!