Suddenly, my head was in a vice and I couldn't think straight at all - so much so that I misplaced the book I was reading on the drive home and for the life of me I cannot remember what I did with it.
My darling husband brought me a tablet the moment we got home and I was trying to settle myself down, this despite his thoughts at the time that I was putting on to stop him from going on his usual Sunday night walk to the local cafe that sells the most amazing fresh rolls.
Soon, I was woman down on bed. I got completely undressed despite the chill in the air - in an attempt to stop the squeezing in my head. By this time, Wade knew that I was not faking it! He brought me my migraine cocktail which consists of anti-inflammatory, anti-nausea tablet and pain pill. He soothed my tears of pain, reminding me that crying just made the migraine worse.
He put a cool cloth on my head, rubbed my neck, prayed for me and brought me water, tea and all kinds of things that I never even touched and finally left to go have a snack and leave me to rest.
In the process of trying to get to the bathroom in time - I ran into the door jamb at full speed. Wade thought there was a bomb blast and came to see. He rubbed my back whilst I was talking to God on the great white telephone - knowing that I hate even him seeing me in that compromising position.
Afterwards he tucked me back in bed and saw to it that I was comfortable and feeling okay.
This was not the first time he has done this for me.
I am so blessed to have a darling husband like this. He has seen me at my best and at my worst and he loves me all the way and shows it by being there for me.What a guy!
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