My man, Steve, put me at ease quickly and poked glue into my hair while I watched an info video. I had new pjs and new socks, so I was cool. I crocheted on my newest blanket for a while to pass the time until my 9:30 witching hour. That’s when Steve had me sit on the side of the bed while he finished connecting my wires. Then he’s coming straight at my face with a two-prong thing to put under my nose and we got tickled.I was like “Where are you putting that?” Ok.
So then he comes at me again with ANOTHER one! “Well, where is that one going? There’s no more room!”
We both had a good laugh over that.
Turning in to sleep I was looking forward to a night without a snorer and a cat clawing to go in or out. Damn, as soon as my head hit the pillow the fan started blowing and I got sinusy. So I spent most of the night trying to sleep with my hand close to my nose or my head under the covers. Nothing like “warm” air to keep you good to go. He told me later I should have said something. Heck, I didn’t even want to get him to let me go to the bathroom (he’d have to come in and unhook me).
Well, I made it through the night. I was just about to call him when I heard him over the intercom saying it was 5:30am.
“Mrs. Jordan?” (He didn’t even have to ask twice).
“Yes?”
“It’s time to wake up.”
“I am.”
As I write this Danny and the cat are both laying by the open front door, snoozing away in the sun. He missed me and didn’t sleep last night.
