Background: As I have mentioned, the last 2 weeks have been unbelievably busy for both me and my husband. We have literally been trying to take 1 minute at a time as we have been searching for next options on this health journey. As previously discussed, we are working full-time, attending appointments, making calls, and I have been doing my best to begin to complete the at-home portion of my recent testing. This takes a lot of brain space. Reading in-depth instructions and completing tasks according to those instructions has been a huge focus for me. My husband is fully supportive, and he almost always joins me at my appointments. He is fully a do-er. He can do, do, do all day long. He does so many things for us around the house, and in our lives as a whole, but the testing portion is all on me. So, he has been watching me handle all of these things throughout the week and has mentioned how amazed he is with how well I am able to tackle it all.
So, this morning, I had some changes in my testing plan, and I needed to move some things around. I asked him if he could complete the online grocery order for me to pick up curbside later today. Of course, he agreed. Here is the conversation that happened next:
Husband [running into the kitchen and opening the oven to see very crispy bacon]: Whoa!
Me: Is it burnt?
Him: No, but it is extra, extra crispy.
Me: What happened? Did the timer not go off?
Him: No, I was so busy trying to complete the grocery order, watch TV, and cook my bacon all at once, and it was a lot.
Me [staring at him, laughing, determining if this is a joke]: So, did you just try to tell me that completing a grocery order, watching TV, and cooking bacon was just too much for you to handle? Is that what you are really trying to tell me after watching what I have been doing this week?
Him [realizing what he said and laughing]: Yes, it was VERY stressful. You have no idea the level of concentration it takes to do all of that at once. I mean, you wouldn’t understand. 🙂
Then, we both immediately started laughing. Laughter is the best medicine.
Brutal. Change in testing schedule.
Beautiful. Laughing with my husband.
Just another day of . . . This Brutiful Life: The Brutal & Beautiful Moments of My Life.
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