Last night was my turn to deal with the awful stomach virus that's going around at work. After a perfectly relaxing evening of sushi & hanging with David & watching some of my Buffy dvd collection, I went to sleep. And at midnight, I woke up to lose my stomach. Erin was great running to go get David. As scared as she was, she really helped. David really isn't into the whole hanging around & holding hair back while you lose your stomach.
Once it was over, I was weak but desperately needed a shower. He hung around to make sure I was alright. When I was done, I could barely stand let alone comb my hair. As I sat there crying because I felt awful & too weak to lift my arm, David combed out my hair. my big lug of a guy who has no patience to be around people is so gentle & caring.
I've been feeling pretty off all day long, just weak & nauseaus. David's been making sure that I get plenty of rest & eat things that won't set me off again. He made sure that there was plenty of coke around to keep me settled.
Thanks David. I love you.