Saturday, July 09, 2005

My Life to the tune of the 12 days of christmas...

Ok here I am FINALLY back in my own home!!!!!! So I've decided to adapt the 12 days of Christmas to the events of my life recently...

12 Days Recovering
11 times I begged my mother to take me home
10 sets of blood cultures drawn in the hospital
9 diffrent bottles of crap the dr tried first
8 days after surgery I got released from the hospital
7 nurse call buttons to get them in once
6 days on a morphine drip
5 IV sites
4 times I've managed to swallow food
3 place Joey Miller took last night (glad I could watch for you J)
2 items left untouched in my house
and a Marriage Proposal in the middle of the night!

Ok so to make some sense of that... I had the surgery, went home couldn't even drink water. Went to the ER by 6am, got told I was dehydrated severly, given iv fluids and anti biotics, They wanted to admit me, but the idiot ENT I have told them to send me home with liquid pain killers. Went home that afternoon, spent the entire night spitting up blood and crap called the dr wed morn, went in to see him, and he finally said I needed to be admitted. In the hospital I was put on continual IV fluids and given Morphine once an hour. They did a CT scan and a major infection in my throat. I spent 6 days on fluids and morphine, all in all having 5 iv sites! My car is still at a body shop in MO, so with Bobby's truck on the blitz, I had no way to get around, and my mother refused to take me home!!! In fact whilel I was in the hospital, my mother took my house keys, all my money and helped herself to go through my entire house!!! Can we say... WTF??????????!!!!!! I seriously think the only things untouched in my house was my shampoo and a candle on my entertainment center! Hello she took ALL of my work clothes to her house! Thank heavens Bobby got his truck working again, we've been going crazy not seeing each other like we're used to. It was just horrible only getting to see him for tiny bits while I was in the hospital. So last night Bobby rescued me, we went to karaoke where he sang kick ass I might add! We danced to the slow songs, I love the way he dances with me. His eyes never leave mine. My heart does little flip flops cause he brushes his fingers over my cheeks or my hair and he gives me little kisses on my forehead if I rest my head on his shoulder. So on to my excitement... not that we're mentioning it to our families for quite a while... around 3 am this morning with his hands shaking as he kissed my hand, I asked him what he was thinking. He had this scared/nervous eyes misty weird look on his face. Finally he pulled me close, and asked... "Would you marry me?" I think I was sure I was dreaming again.... It took me a second to register it... and I was like.. Did you just ask me what I think you did?????? He said... yes I did. OMG OMG OMG!!!!! I began balling and said yes! I know it's going to seem really soon. We're not setting a date for quite some time. I asked him what brought him to it, and you know it's like this... we've both been in long term relationships. We each have a child. But most of all neither of us have eer felt like this ever. You know what he answered me with? He said it's the way I love him and show him I love him. That he looks forward and can't picture not having me beside him when he's 80. And I feel the same way.

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