One Sick Patient
Picture it… September, 2009… A sick bachelor rests alone in his bed.
It was a miserable time. The bug that wouldn’t go away as I lay bed-ridden for nearly a week. Oh, how I loathed being sick. Worst of all, none of my so-called “friends” would come by to visit me. Bored out of my mind, lonely and quarantined to my home.
Fast forward to yesterday. The early symptoms of me being sick had started on Saturday, but I triumphantly tried to fight through them. By Tuesday morning, I could hardly lift my head to get out of bed. Daniel sat beside me with the sweetest and most genuine look of concern on his face.
I went throughout the day, finishing projects and going about life as normal. By dinner time, my head was throbbing and my face felt hot even though I was shivering. Daniel got home and insisted that I rest.
I did… Well, kind of. It seemed like every few minutes I was up doing something, and he kept following me around, insisting that I get back on the couch. It was pretty cute, and maybe even a little bit funny to me. He was “mothering” me and I found it adorable. But it didn’t seem to stop me much from doing what I wanted.
At the end of the night, he sighed with frustration and told me that I was a very difficult patient. I believe the terms “stubborn” and “too independent” were used, among other things.
I finally realized this wasn’t some game for him. He knew I was sick and was genuinely upset that I wasn’t taking better care of myself. I started taking things more seriously and apologized. I guess in my head, being sick wasn’t a big deal. I know it will pass and I know I will be fine.
But he loves me and wants me to relax. So today I’ve rested all day and tried to keep work to a minimum. I can’t tell you how refreshing it is to know someone really cares about me that much. What a contrast from last year, when I was sick and suffered through it alone.
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That’s super cute! He sounds like an great catch, from reading your past blogs… you deserve it!
Being sick sucks, and personally, I hate being sick by myself coz I’d have to do everything myself. You’re lucky you have someone who loves you who’s taking care of you while ill!
It’s not just nice, but thoughtful and appreciated when someone comes along to genuine care for another. Clearly, Daniel’s priorities are in the right place. And that’s one of the other things that makes my boyfriend so special.
http://thirty3nakedlaydies.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-makes-your-boyfriend-special.html
Over the years, we’ve had sick friends and family… and every time, we do the right thing and step-up to the plate. And we don’t just do as a mater of “when will I be sick one day and need help,” but rather, we do it because it is the right thing to do. We do it because that’s what makes community. We do it because it is the human thing to do. Nathan, get well soon. If we were closer, we’d be your nutritionist — stocking your fridge full of healthy and yummy foods.
Nathan…you best not be too stubborn or Daniel will have to resort to spanking you! Hope you feel better….XXOO…Joe