Once again children it’s Sappy Story Time!
My boyfriend and I had been dating about 4 months when I got really sick (untreated mono and a secondary infection). I was bedridden for a week - like, I couldn’t walk from the bed to the bathroom on my own. I slept 22 hours a day.
He nursed me - brought me food and helped me eat it, made sure I took the meds, took me to the bathroom, checked on me in between every class (we were in college), took me to the doctor, figured out how to hold me to comfort me without me having to fear I was giving him the sick.
I thanked him for all of it and he looked at me kind of blankly, like, of course he did it, there was never even a question, why would I thank him for doing the obvious thing.
The man is a viciously sarcastic asshole and one of the most good-hearted, kind, and generous people I’ve ever had the good fortune to meet. January will be 11 years together <3