Love is like a butterfly

Today has mostly been spent gazing slowly at things. My brain hasn't rebooted quite yet and things are taking time to process.

What i have processed though, is how completely and utterly blessed i am that I have the man i have.

The first two evenings he allowed me to lay on his knees for the duration, drooling all over his leg.

Then he lets me sleep hanging on to his arm / leg / hip draining all his energy from him to top my depleted energy up.

Then he spends the night listening to
Me barf, and stroking my, by now vertical hair to calm me.

Then he takes the day from work, drags
Me to the doctors, takes me to the hospital and sits for eight hours with out tea, coffee or food; holds me on the bed when the pain got too much; smothered my mouth when i started swearing at people.


Finally he takes me home puts me to bed ( in clean sheets) and goes and buys me ice cream and crisps to tempt me

But best of all; lets me have the crispy tail of his fish and chips to nibble on.


And because of all that; I've given him the day off and let him go up a hill with the scouts and camp in the rain.


Or do you think he was looking for a get out ?