Ugh

So I went to the doctor yesterday - she told me that its worse than a cold but not a flu exactly (since I'm not coughing much) but something icky that will pass with lots of rest, tylenol and staying inside. So there will be no Griffin Grove Inn for the hubby and I this weekend :(

He's been so sweet: refilling my water-bottle, wrapping himself around me in the particularly chilly/convulsive moments and running out to get things like medicine, pizza and videos. I keep apologizing for things, like ruining our valentine's day, ruining our weekend, the possibility of him getting sick or for needing him to open the Tylenol bottle for me because I've been too weak up until this morning - he just keeps saying "in sickness AND in health, remember".

I'm just so lucky - and overwhelmed!