In Sickness and Health

It's amazing how things in life can change in an instant.

Friday night we were having an amazing time at the Celtic's game. Superman was honored for his service... heck, he was even asked for an interview on national TV! We were having such a fun night!

That is, until the game ended. On the way home, I felt my head throbbing. Loud music, bright lights, I thought. But the longer we spent in the car, the worst I felt... headache, fever, cramps, cold sweats, shivering, nausea!!! Like I had never felt before.

Then, for the first time since 6th grade, I vomitroned (a.k.a. vomited). And before we knew it, a fun night turned into a long night. A really long night.

And the whole time, Superman was right there. Washing out the trash can numerous times in one evening. Staying up all night to make sure I was totally tucked into bed. Setting the alarm to 20 minutes before the closest pharmacy opened. And whispering, "in sickness and in health."

I believe at one point in the night, we had the following exchange:

Me: I'm sorry! I am so unattractive right now.

Superman: No you're really attractive. Just not when you're puking. But the second you stop you're beautiful again!

Me: Really?

Superman: Yes. Now just keep your head over the can so I can clean you up.

What? Really? This is what a husband does?

Later on, I thought about  what would inevitably be my reality in the next few months. If I was alone during this episode, I don't know what I would do. Call an ambulance? Freak out? Call a friend at 3a.m.?

Maybe the solution might be not to get sick for a whole year.

I've learned that no matter how independent I think I am, I know there are just some things I can't handle on my own.