Where Credit Is Due
Everything this weekend has centered around me me me, so I wanted to talk about Darren for a bit. He's been really great to have put up with me all weekend. But not only that, this weekend, he:
How the hell did I get so fucking lucky?! Thank you, Darren! I love you!
- Took the day off so he could drive me to and from the Periodontist's office for my oral surgery.
- Waited patiently in the waiting room for the hour and a half it took to get my tooth extracted.
- Bought me a smoothie from Emerald City Smoothie on the way home. His reasoning: A cold smoothie will be good for the swelling.
- Stopped by his parents house and got two ice packs for me to use for the rest of the day.
- Drove me all the way to work (24 miles) because I wanted to ask for a certain day off (for my follow-up appointment), but I had to do it in person to be sure that people wouldn't forget.
- Took Ensure (which is gross) and made tasty milkshakes out of it so I could get some protein.
- Basically cooked EVERYTHING for me, even Spaghetti-O's, which I'd damn well better know how to make myself.
- Did all the dishes this weekend (which is normally my job).
- Kept me on track with my antibiotics, and even bought me a daily pillbox.
How the hell did I get so fucking lucky?! Thank you, Darren! I love you!