It’s official. Fred moved in. Now I’m feeling a bit guilty since we aren’t married yet. However, in light of recent events, it was a necessity. He officially moved in last week-end, after I came home from the hospital. I’m so glad Fred is here. He has been wonderful.

Now, I get to help take care of him too. We’re certainly a couple of health wacko’s, aren’t we? I can’t imagine what would have happened if Fred had blacked out alone at his apartment. He could have been hurt worse than he was here, and he would have been so alone. I hate the thought of that. Thankfully that was not the scenario.

He is complaining of a headache today. He’s on new medications that cause headaches, plus he now has a chest cold. Ain’t life grand?

The good news that we still have time to get better. 15 days to be exact. Plenty of time …yes?