Sick Day...

Well, I don't know whether it's the cedar or the flu, but something kicked my butt pretty good yesterday, and all the drugs in the world couldn't get me in to work.  So I took a sick day and Ashley took care of me.  :)

Ashley is so wonderful at taking care of me when I'm sick.  She makes sure I take medicine that makes me feel better even when I'm trying to "take it like a man" and do without.  She makes food for me, checks up on me, and keeps me warm and comfortable and entertained.  And even though she had an English class, she was gone for no more than 20 minutes!  See, they were editing their papers with the professor, and he asked for volunteers to go first.  Ashley wasn't scared, and instead saw it as an opportunity to leave faster and get back home to me, and so she went first.  This is exactly why Ashley is going to be so good in her nursing career: she's very good at caring for other people, and also making them feel cared for.  All of her patients (including me!) love her for that.

Isn't she great?  If you're a man and you're jealous reading this, good.  You should be.  If not, you're probably using the word "man" very loosely when applying it to yourself.

P.S.  I'm feeling much better now and I'm back at work.  Thanks again Ashley!  I love you!