Today is my wedding anniversary.
Eleven years, ladies and gentlemen. This man has put up with my shit for eleven years.
And what better way to celebrate then back-to-back trips to the urgent care clinic for IV fluids, and pain and anti-nausea meds ? I mean really...right ? Super Romantic. Hot. Sexy.
So yeah, this anniversary is only a slight improvement over last year, when I had to have surgery. So thankfully, we had the bar set very, very low.
Tonight I am going to enjoy another anti-nausea suppository before our candlelight dinner, and if everything goes smoothly (as in, I don't throw up or collapse like yesterday) we should be having a nice little evening.
The restaurant has a sign posted saying "No Outside Food". I hope they don't mean saltines, because I'm bringing mine.
No baby, I love YOU more.
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