Support Systems in Difficult Times

This is not a post, but more of an in-writing manifestation of my love for my husband.

My gratitude for my marriage.

My happiness amidst depression and illness.

One of many lights in my life for which I am blessed.

You see, I've been sick this last week-end.

My period started again. Yes, it's only been three weeks since my last one. It's draining the anemic life out of me as always and that added to having stomach flu issues has resulted in my pretty limp and lifeless form on the couch between rushing to the commode.

Who knows how the liver disease plays into it all.

Yes, I said liver disease.

As in I have it.

The ultrasound results are back. Fatty deposits are in my liver which will, if I am not careful, will spiral into cirrhosis. Potential scarring liver disease for a mother of three who is 37, if I don't get my enzymes and weight in control, has been shocking. A silent disease except for another reason for being tired, depressed, and lifeless.

I am working on taking care of myself, but this week-end has thrown me for a loop. I feel like I am spiraling into despair and hopelessness.

In the midst of my doing nothing this week-end while my husband did all the carpooling and cooking, he wrote the sweetest of posts in my most tired, depressed, mopiest hour.

How he found something positive about me this week-end is impossible for me to imagine.

It brings home to me again, once again, that he truly did mean in sick times and in health, for better and for worse.

This is feeling the worse at this juncture in our lives, but it's nice to know my partner is here for me. I wish for all of you, my friends, to have such a support system.

I love you, Beau, my computer geek. Thank you for your love, support, and patience.

I hope you know how much it means to me, sweetheart.

Thanks for the Flickr pics by jcoterhals and by laerpel

'lisciously scribed by Scout's Honor @ 3:42 PM