In which a foolish girl found the right man
Men* are amazing. They willingly withstand the cold for us by offering us their jacket, they don't think twice about opening the door for us, they use their strength to help us carry heavy things without us having to ask, etc.
*Note: Boys are not men.
Today, my boyfriend reminded me just how much a girl like me needs a man in her life.
At 4:00 AM this morning, I woke up to nausea that was already brimming up to my esophagus. I managed to run downstairs and stick my head in the toilet in time before anything came out. My boyfriend came down after me, but I told him to go back to bed. He refused.
Because we live in the country, there isn't a 24/7 convenience store around. My boyfriend drove 45 minutes to the nearest pharmacy and back to get me stomach medicine. Which I of course immediately puked back up.
I told him it might be morning sickness aka I might be pregnant. He nodded in response with a grim expression on his face, but he didn't get angry nor frustrated.
By 7:00, I had vomited at least half a dozen times. By the fourth time, all I was puking out was the tea I was drinking.
At that point he was running around trying his best to make me comfortable. He brought me cushions, a trash can so I could puke in instead of the dirty toilet, made me green tea, and stood by me the entire time.
Nothing helped. I was still vomiting like crazy, and at 7:30 I agreed to go to see a doctor. Turns out our appointment wasn't until 9:30. He took me to a room with a single bed and a chair and he had me sleep on the bed while he took the hard, plastic chair.
By 9:50 I had peed into a cup and gotten an ultrasound done. I am not pregnant. THANK GOODNESS.
At 11:00 was the appointment with the internal medicine doctor. He said that it may be an appendicitis, but I said I didn't feel any abdominal pain, only intense nausea. The doctor suggested he prescribe me some medicine for now, I agreed.
At 11:30, we took the prescription downstairs, but the wait time was over an hour, so he took me home. I went to bed, he showered, and within 30 minutes he was gone to coach baseball until 5:00 PM.
He came home at 2:00 PM to bring me the medicine. It takes 30 minutes to drive from the baseball field to our apartment. He assured me the other coach was okay with it. After administering the medicine to me, he drove another 30 minutes back to baseball practice.
At 6:00 PM he arrived home. He made dinner, did the dishes, made me another batch of tea, and made sure I was feeling fine before finally settling down to bed himself at 10:00 PM.
tl;dr - In the middle of the night, I experienced exactly what women describe as morning sickness. I thought I was pregnant.
Even though my boyfriend had to coach the next day, he stayed by me, took care of me, eventually took me to the hospital (not pregnant, phew!, but perhaps appendicitis), and made sure to tuck me in when we returned home.
Without so much as 3 hours of sleep, he went straight to coach his baseball team, came home in the evening, and made me dinner. Finally, and only after he made sure I was okay, he granted himself his much deserved sleep at 10:00 PM.
How an idiot like me found such an amazing guy is beyond me. But I know one thing for sure, I love this man! ♥
P.S. I am still very much in pain ｡゜(｀Д´)゜｡
*Note: Boys are not men.
Today, my boyfriend reminded me just how much a girl like me needs a man in her life.
At 4:00 AM this morning, I woke up to nausea that was already brimming up to my esophagus. I managed to run downstairs and stick my head in the toilet in time before anything came out. My boyfriend came down after me, but I told him to go back to bed. He refused.
Because we live in the country, there isn't a 24/7 convenience store around. My boyfriend drove 45 minutes to the nearest pharmacy and back to get me stomach medicine. Which I of course immediately puked back up.
I told him it might be morning sickness aka I might be pregnant. He nodded in response with a grim expression on his face, but he didn't get angry nor frustrated.
By 7:00, I had vomited at least half a dozen times. By the fourth time, all I was puking out was the tea I was drinking.
At that point he was running around trying his best to make me comfortable. He brought me cushions, a trash can so I could puke in instead of the dirty toilet, made me green tea, and stood by me the entire time.
Nothing helped. I was still vomiting like crazy, and at 7:30 I agreed to go to see a doctor. Turns out our appointment wasn't until 9:30. He took me to a room with a single bed and a chair and he had me sleep on the bed while he took the hard, plastic chair.
By 9:50 I had peed into a cup and gotten an ultrasound done. I am not pregnant. THANK GOODNESS.
At 11:00 was the appointment with the internal medicine doctor. He said that it may be an appendicitis, but I said I didn't feel any abdominal pain, only intense nausea. The doctor suggested he prescribe me some medicine for now, I agreed.
At 11:30, we took the prescription downstairs, but the wait time was over an hour, so he took me home. I went to bed, he showered, and within 30 minutes he was gone to coach baseball until 5:00 PM.
He came home at 2:00 PM to bring me the medicine. It takes 30 minutes to drive from the baseball field to our apartment. He assured me the other coach was okay with it. After administering the medicine to me, he drove another 30 minutes back to baseball practice.
At 6:00 PM he arrived home. He made dinner, did the dishes, made me another batch of tea, and made sure I was feeling fine before finally settling down to bed himself at 10:00 PM.
tl;dr - In the middle of the night, I experienced exactly what women describe as morning sickness. I thought I was pregnant.
Even though my boyfriend had to coach the next day, he stayed by me, took care of me, eventually took me to the hospital (not pregnant, phew!, but perhaps appendicitis), and made sure to tuck me in when we returned home.
Without so much as 3 hours of sleep, he went straight to coach his baseball team, came home in the evening, and made me dinner. Finally, and only after he made sure I was okay, he granted himself his much deserved sleep at 10:00 PM.
How an idiot like me found such an amazing guy is beyond me. But I know one thing for sure, I love this man! ♥
P.S. I am still very much in pain ｡゜(｀Д´)゜｡