Sidelined the last five days with gastroenteritis, she has proven to be the most devoted caregiver always by my side.
It’s a sacrifice as you can see.
But one afternoon, home alone with just my devoted caregiver, I realized that the odds of her getting me something to drink is pretty much slim to none. So I stumble out of bed.
What are YOU doing out of bed, she demands with her glaring eyes.
Well, I don’t see you bringing me tea and toast, I hiss at her as I crawl back into bed.
Whatever, she snorts back.
She actually did snort as I said that to her while getting back into bed.