Jason was loading up his pill box the other night and as I was watching him he said "Stop it". And of course I said "Stop what?" He said "you are hovering!" and I asked him if that bothered him. Of course it did. I asked him if he was getting fed up with my hovering. He said yes. Finally! After 10 months he is sick of my constant watching, leaning, viewing, hovering, asking.....are we getting close to "normal"? Jason has been so patient these past 10 months, way more patient than I would be. I know he is a bit pissed off that this has happened but he accepts it none the less. I was majorly pissed off after I knew he was going to stick around with me but over these months I have started to accept it too. It is done. All we can do is move forward. I could not stop grinning after he told me to stop hovering. I have missed the smart ass remarks, the wit, the banter. Sometimes he'll got there with me but he doesn't stay there long. I don't want him stressed but I do want that laughter back.
Speaking of laughter, we went to NDMC for another appointment yesterday and as we were walking in Jason says behind me "Something just shi* on me". I turn around and there is bird poop on his head, on the inside of his glasses , down over his coat and we noticed later on the back of his coat. Apparently when a bird poops on you it is considered a good thing. You are lucky. Well, Jason, we all knew that already!
I am sure Jason did not feel too lucky at the time! Gawd that must have been gross! Hopefully he is laughing in hindsight!
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear things are coming around. I know that moving forward must feel good. Dwelling sucks! I do it too and I think just moving forward sounds so simple....until you wonder exactly what the future holds....get ready for that Ont humidity my northern friends!
Joanna