Hello everyone. As it is so often with long hospital stays there is a lot of waiting, hoping, praying and boredom. I hope you won’t mind if I use this down time to jot a few thoughts down.
Steve is in ICU fighting with his body to keep things going. Very serious but at this moment he’s holding his own. As it can be with some men he has always been a horrible patient (no offense to the gentlemen out there). Even with a stubbed toe he wants constant attention and drives wives and family crazy with his demands. Right now I would give anything to have him asking me for something to help him through this but the state of this health crisis leaves him fighting this on his own. I think he’s stronger than he thought he was because he’s still hanging in there.
I was a little upset with him in the weeks before the surgery because he insisted on getting powers of attorney for me, leaving lists of things I should know in case he didn’t come home and getting me up to snuff on the workings of his blog so I could carry on for him. I called him a Drama Queen and argued that he was being silly – things were going to be ok. Now I wish he could communicate so I could laugh with him that he’s doing this on purpose just to prove he was right. That would be soooo Steve.
Worse than that he kept begging to go somewhere naked and in the sun but after an aborted attempt to go to our nude beach I told him he couldn’t go out anymore until after the hospital. He got so sick at the beach that day that several people had to help me get him back to the car. I couldn’t handle that so I put my foot down about any more day trips. What a bitch I am. Guilty conscience? You bet. But I’m holding on to the hope that this too shall pass and Steve & I will be at the Nude Car Show and at his favorite beach and Steve will be blogging like crazy again. And of course, I would like you all to tell him what a great job I did in his stead – Ha.
Mo & Fluffy the Cats and Skippy the Dog are not too happy that their favorite person in the world to irritate is not around for them to bother. So they pick on me when I’m home. I’m a little nicer to them because I know in their little animal brains they know something ain’t right.
And my final complaint is that I really hate having to wear clothes all day! We were talking about how hard it is for Steve to have to cover up all the time and then I thought – ‘I have to wear a shirt, pants, underwear and shoes every day!’ He owes me big time for that and I hope it takes him 50 years to pay me back.
He is everything to me so once again I am asking for good thoughts, prayers or whatever positive nude vibes you can send his way. I know from some of your comments that we are not the only people who have gone through or are going through this type of thing so I, on behalf of Steve & Angie, send our best thoughts, prayers and vibes right back at ya.
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