It has been six months and my husband and I are still dealing with one illness or another. He had two back-to-back lung infections and me, I continue to have bad allergies and another sinus infection. In fact, I am on my fourth day of a new antibiotic that I believe is working…this time.
This got me thinking, what if we were newly dating. Would we have been attracted to each other after a few weeks/days of snot, wheezing, coughing, and a day or two without a shower?
The other day, as is custom of late, I was feeling and looking…well, rough. What better time to ask my husband a question – a question that led to scribbling these thoughts this morning.
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You know you have a good marriage …
When you cough, blow your nose until brain matter comes out, and cuddle with a snot rag – and your husband stays in bed and pats you on the back.
When your wife watches you walk like a 90-year-old man and you take a break every few steps to catch your breath – and tells you that you are a sexy man.
When you are sitting close to your husband and you clear your throat so loudly, the neighbor thinks you are trying to get their attention – and he asks you if can get you some water.
When you are talking to your wife and you cough so hard, green gook practically flies out of your mouth – and she tears up because she is worried about you.
And last, but certainly not least, The Question:
You know you have a good marriage when you ask your husband if you are better looking than Kate Beckinsale and he pauses while actually considering giving you an honest answer – then responds with, "but I love you baby, you know you will always be the only one for me". To which you reply, you are a lying sack of poo – to which he replies, what about Johnny Depp, which leads you to change the subject, just as soon as you are done blowing your nose.
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As those vows say, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health… We've done the poorer, sickness, and in health thing, I think we will hang in there until we get to the "for richer" part.
Well, I guess I'm done scribbling for now, it's Sunday morning and time to go to church – we need all the help we can get.
Blessings to all of you!
Teresa Ortiz
