Blind, you can do barf puns too?!? Not having brothers really created a sheltered existence for me, didn't it.
The night was ok. Poor D3 is still illin' but that doesn't lessen her natural exuberance, unfortunately.
H and I did manage to sneak in some nookie in between her last vomit and when she fell out of bed, so that's good.
I was suffering from a terrible case of resentment-itis and it really blindsided me. I was really irritated at him over our diet of sex every 3 days. I've been feeling physically better lately and we're both hoping that we can continue to have sex without me becoming debilitated. What I was NOT counting on was that he would want to settle back into his preferred frequency of every 3 days. I erroneously thought that we had discussed this enough (approx til the cows came home) and that he realized that though this frequency will satisfy him, it leaves me frustrated. Instead of saying something to him, I just hoped for the best (this never works) and our D's sickness took up all of our additional energy.
All in all, things have been going well between us. I have hopes that my body is starting to finally win out over this infection/whateverthehellitis and perhaps I can stop with the doctors appts and IV's and junk. I have a CT scan tonight and I'm not expecting too much to come from that.
Take care and thank you again for the birthday wishes!
