I just have to do a post about the love of my life. He is so sweet, caring, loving and awesome. Let’s not forget sexy, smart, handsome and sexy. Through this whole explosion of suckiness with maximum sucktitude that is known as Fibromyalgia and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, he has been my rock. He listens to me whine, groan, moan and bitch about how much I hurt or how tired I am. He works 40 hours a week, gets the kids ready in the morning and takes them to school. He helps me with housework when I am in a flare and sometimes even when I’m not. He helps the kids with their homework and plays with them every night. He takes me to doctor appointments and when he can’t, he drives me an hour and a half to my Mom’s, after working 8 hours, so she can take me. He deals with all the bills, does all the grocery shopping and handles everything else you can think of.
Last month, we had a water pipe freeze in the basement where our kids rooms are. He cleaned up all the mess he could, ripped out carpet, moved all the kids crap plus the furniture, dealt with the insurance company and all the repair people. I pushed a steam cleaner for a little bit and then laid on the couch for the rest of the day with painful spasms and fatigue. My hubby has back and neck problems but he still does all this because he knows I can’t. This weekend, he spent all his free time painting my daughter’s room. Yesterday, he worked 8 hours and then spent an hour at my daughter’s preschool cleaning because we can’t afford her tuition this month. Then he came home, ate and began moving mattresses and bed frames upstairs so we could get carpet today. He shoveled the walk from several inches of snow this weekend and finished getting the basement ready for carpet. He didn’t sit down till after 9 pm.
Babe, you are awesome. You are the best father and husband and I just want you to know how much I love and appreciate you.