Surrendered to the Nyquil
I have a weird thing with cold meds. I couldn't take any of them without risking a painful death when I was on my long term asthma medication, so I sort of developed a fear of them in general. My brain makes important things habitiual so I don't forget when I'm half sleep or not paying attention. So Nikki has to fight stupidly hard to get me to take them. And of course, they are huge, my throat hurts, and damn near just choked myself.
At least things with Nikki are going great. We've settled into a comfortable environment for everyone involved, and things are going swimmingly. We're still sorting through my tendency to big picture everything and his to narrow focus, but communication has gotten really good and we're learning. For the spouses like me that stay, it's as much a period of change as the person talking the dysphoria. So many things change for me too, and you really have to keep sight of balancing the needs of both. If there's a secret to succesfully navigating this as a couple, that's it. And as much openness as is feasible for a couple. I Know some wives want to be completely out of it, but I couldn't be like that. The known is so much less terrifying than the unknown. Being included not only supports him, but it supports me. He's happier than he's been in a long time. Here's hoping the therapist will keep that going.
And, of course, that i don't have pnumonia again. If I don't feel significantly better tomorrow I"m going to the dang urgent care. I don't have time for this crap. I missed a gorgeous day!
WEll sorta anyway. It was nearly sixty degrees! SO AWESOME! I went out to lunch with Nikki, and you'd think I ran a marathon. Wahtever this is has seriously damaged my internal energy production. And now the scary Ohio wind has kicked up, and is finally caving in the neighbors scary chimney. That has been falling for years and no one did anything about. Here's hoping it doesn't break my house or our shed we have in the side yard.
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