Not that I love doing short bits, because I'd really love to expound on some of these, but, well, time has not been on my side for the past three weeks and I really need to take advantage of this day off to do some catching up with my life. It has been really difficult to get things moving--you'll see why in some of the following bullets--but I'm hoping that things will start moving forward. Especially if I just keep trying.
So, what's been going on?
- The Super Bowl party mentioned in my previous post was smaller than expected, which was fine with me. Got to meet Chef's cute little niece (and he was asked to be her godfather, which put him over the moon) and aside having to cover up my really bad nausea from the antibiotics I was still taking, things went well. Chef's little bro thought I was OK (his dog didn't, but the dog seemed to hate anyone who had cats). And Chef's bro's in-laws, who hosted the party, were absolutely lovely.
- Of course, that night, Chef's entire right hand looked swollen in spite of two prior treatments and antibiotics for an infection in his finger and I (firmly but lovingly) asked him to see the doctor in the morning. By Monday night, he was in the hospital having emergency surgery.
- Althought I didn't see it until later, this article came out the same week I was spending that Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday night visiting Chef in the hospital. The bottom line of the whole thing is the same reason I agonized over saying it myself: Don't say it unless you are "ready to do the work" that loving someone requires. I didn't expect to be put to the test so soon, but when the person I love was in pain, sleepless, and lonely in the hospital, I hurt for him and did what I could to distract him from the pain (hint: crack jokes because you're even funnier to someone on painkillers!) and, thanks be to God, was able to get him to fall asleep after that first awful post-surgery night of no sleep. Seriously, he was out cold and didn't wake up when I took off his glasses and kissed him on the forehead before slipping out. Later when he woke up and asked the nurse where I was, she told him I'd left because he was snoring--nice nurse, huh?
- As of right now, his hand is healing really nicely according to the doctor. He will need a little physical therapy and obviously is not working.
That probably was the scariest part of the whole ordeal--it wasn't his dominant hand, but still, he needs both his hands to work. (Also? Not easy to ask for help with things, but God bless him, he has been bearing it patiently.) So any and all prayers are welcome that the healing and therapy go well and in a timely fashion.
- I've been doing my best at school but let me tell you, it is extremely difficult to teach when on top of being tired and worried about someone you care about, your students haven't been outside for recess or much of anything else because it's so darn cold out. Please can winter be over soon???
- That's why this weekend was great: in-service on Friday which is simultaneously encouraging and frustrating (meeting with the librarians from the other elementary schools), Saturday was a really nice dinner out with Chef's parents and godparents (I passed with flying colors) followed by drinks and conversation at the location of our first date, and then Sunday, for the first time, I cooked him dinner and he loved it.
- Sunday's menu was Fire-Roasted Tomato and Lentil soup (from here), Prosciutto-wrapped Chicken and Green Beans, and a Baked Pear Dessert, tweaked so it didn't have chopped nuts to bother me (from here which I owned for years but hadn't used much). I really enjoyed cooking for him, but I'm worried I've set the bar too high--but maybe I'll just make this and all my problems will be solved (yeah, I'm a little skeptical).
- All my problems except The Cat's poor table manners, that is. Guess who jumped on the dinner table three times--once to try to eat the roses, and then twice to get to the chicken. I guess it was that good!
This is about all I can allow myself to do right now--gotta go do some annoying paperwork and see if I can get the bedroom righted at least somewhat (because that's where you put all the stuff you want out of the way when you're cooking dinner). I hope to return soon!