The last two weeks have been full on, with the next week looking to have me flat out on my back, and not in a good way!
I turned 40 last week, and my mum turned 65 and retired from work. So I had a modest dinner with friends on Friday night, but Saturday night it was a big party for my mum. Busy busy all week getting ready for the party, in between working, study, down time with this stomach infection, and organising the parties and dinner, I had little time left to spend with the person I really wanted to.
He has been very patient and understanding. Finally he is starting to feel a little bit more like himself on the new meds. At least I think he is. I have hardly spent any time with him. I was home from the party last night at 4am, and it was the first time we were alone and both awake in 5 days! It was nice to just chat to him.
Tomorrow I go in for stomach surgery, I will be in for at least one night, maybe two. Then I will be home recovering. Well at least I will be able to be home with my hubby, even if it will be very vanilla.
I want to stomp my feet at the world and cry out in frustration!! Deep breath, I can wait, its really not that long to wait, when I think we have the rest of our lives.