The Muzzy World

I was thinking long and hard about what it was I wanted to talk about in my first blog post of my fresh start and as I sit here I realized I just want to talk about my husband.

Lately this man has gone above and beyond what he should have to do. I have been having quite a bit of health issues lately and he has been nothing but a trooper. 

My PCOS has been acting up worse than it ever has in my whole life. I have been in extreme pain, severe bleeding & blot clots for over a month with no sign of relief. On my 2nd ER trip they gave me birth control as a temporary fix until I can get in to see my primary to be referred to a gyno/obgyn. They had me take 3 BC pills every day until the sugar pill week where I am to let it happen. Well its all back and 50x worse. I cant wait till those days are up so I can restart the birth control as normal so that I may have 3 weeks of temporary relief till I am this way again. I am going crazy. Literally ask poor Cory what he has had to endure with me. I am truly thankful for him. I know he hates seeing me like this and being virtually helpless, shit I hate it too! 

This is no picnic and if I didn't want a baby so bad I would have it all removed. I can say this tho something is not right with my body and its like I can't get a doctor to do anything. I mean yes my body is not right anyway but its not normal for my kind of normal if you know what I mean. 

Cory has really picked up the slack around the house, holds me when I'm crunched up in a ball of pain and helps me when I wake up in pools of blood crying. "pain" meds aren't working the only thing that has made a smidgen on the pain scale factor has been "pampern" and even then has barely touched it to make the pain borderline tolerable. its just been the worse time. 

Cory has really stepped up tho. I am so proud of him. I know he is stressed out with work, but he has earned his promotion. Things are starting to work out and line up for us slowly it just took a lot of hard work and time. We aren't perfect. We have had our fair shares of ups and downs but honestly at the ends of the day no matter what we end up in each others arms. Whatever may be going on disappears and everything is just right for a moment in time. I don't preach or brag about my husbands job because he is humble and being raised military the job is nothing new to me. 

It's the life I know. 

My husband is talented, knows his job well, is a Math-A-Magician, a Mr. fix it, has one hell of a killer personality, funniest person I know, can make me smile even when wanting to chew his head off, is the secretly most caring and sensitive person I have ever met, this man would literally give you the shirt off his back if I didn't stop him, an amazing dad when actually given the opportunity, he is the best cuddler in the world and lets me be the big spoon, he's 9000 degrees hotter then the average person and warms my ice cold toes and fingers in a jip, he has super smoking hot muscles with popping veins to open all the tight jars in the house, God literally invented this man just for me. 

I often think about when we get old who will pass first, and I always pray for it to be me...

I just couldn't survive without this amazing man here by my side.

Thank you baby for being such a great man, Thank you for caring for me, Thank you for loving me for who I am, the way I am, just the way I love you,  Just thank you for everything you do! 

You are greatly appreciated.